Reborn, Its Time To Save My Family And.. My Enemy!
Chapter 58: His First Dance

Chapter 58: His First Dance

"Did you pass her the message?" Damon fixed his clothes one last time. He was wearing the official uniform of the knights instead of fancy clothing like other nobles.

"Yes! But.." the knight hesitated. This was the first time he would question Damon. But he could not let it go. "Even if the lady had helped us. Would it not be too much for her to wear the dress matching your mantle robes, my lord. What if the crowd.." A smirk appeared on his lips.

"If the crowd would see her, they would believe I have chosen her. And what is wrong with sisters marrying in the same house?" the knight’s eyes widened. Petrified, he looked at Damon as if he had grown two heads.

"You can not be serious!" sisters marrying as mother in law and daughter in law! It was unheard and unjustified. But Damon only smirked.

"Why? Only a fool would let a powerful weapon go. And I am no fool." a weapon? The girl was only a weapon in his eyes.

The knight did not speak further. He was in no position to argue with his master. Damon arranged his uniform and left the venue.

The whispers of the crowd could be heard from afar. The staff was busy serving drinks, arranging the snacks and guiding the guests to their seats.

When Damon entered the venue, many stood up and walked toward him. He noticed the empty tables at once and his lips curled into a cold smirk.

"Congratulations, my lord. Your achievement has surpassed the head of the first order of knights." many nodded in acceptance.

Young girls looked at him with flushed faces and longing eyes. Damon was the best bachelor in the whole empire. Son of a duke, strong personality, handsome and rich with a lot of potential.

The parents were skeptical since the power was held by the new duchess. Yet, they could not let go of such a good option. They admired him together, praising him again and again.

Which noble did not like flattery! Damon only smield without commenting yet his attitude only left a positive impression on them.

"Of course, my son is the best." Oriana finally entered the venue followed by Olivia. Damon paused and stared at the girl. She was wearing a bean paste color long gown with lace and pearls covering her shoulders. It gave a good view of her bare skin while leaving a lot to one’s fantasy.

She did not wear the gown he sent! But instead of feeling dejected or angry, his eyes glowed with something dark. Oriana smiled and walked closer,

"It is only a matter of time when the royal family would invite him to serve them. As a mother I am proud and worried at the same time. If he is to serve as the commander of the order of knights, who would take care of our estate. But I dare not refuse when the chance comes. After all it is our noblesse oblige to serve the empire and royal family." Oriana smiled at everyone as she stood beside Damon and wrapped her arms around his.

Even a fool could understand her declaration. Her son would be next heir while Damon was destined to serve as the head of the knights. Most of the noble families produce commanders and heads of the knights to increase their power and army.

But most of the time, it was the second and third sons who did not have inheritance. They not only secure a strong position as knights but also boost the strength of their family.

But it was unheard that the eldest son would serve the royal family while the younger would be announced as heir. It showed where the power of the Aykron family lies.

Oriana only smiled at Damon after her claim.

"Damon! Did you not bring a partner with you? Since you are the star of the ball, you would present the first dance." she frowned lightly. "I had personally sent a few invitations for you. Count Sheldon and viscount Grimoire... about your daughters.." the man in the question bowed their head.

"We... my daughter is not feeling well, your grace. I apologize that we could not bring her today." Viscount Grimoire bowed at once. The letter looked more like a threat than an invitation. He did not love power more than his daughter.

"And my daughter had gone to visit our estate, I could not contact her on time. The plan had been scheduled for a long time ago. If I had known before... I can only apologize for your grace." The man looked worried.

Oriana sighed. Her brows furrowed as she looked at the young ladies in the crowd then.

"What shall we do? I think no one wants to dance with my son." her worried eyes were staring at Damon but one could notice the slight provocation in them. "How about you request the girl you like from the crowd. As long as it is only one dance, I am sure a few of them will fall for your charms." though she said so, her eyes warned their parents.

Damon had already secured a strong future. If he found a good wife, the duke might consider making him his heir. Oriana could not let this happen. She would not let Damon find a partner at any cost.

"That..." the parents looked worried since many girls wanted to dance with him. They all looked at him with desire and encouragement.

"You are so kind, mother. I apologize for worrying you. But I never invited any lady because I already had a partner in mind." Olivia who had been standing silently all this while felt chill on her neck when he stared at her. The cold metal seems to be touching her skin again.

Oriana followed his gaze and frowned.

"Olivia!" the words felt velvety and seductive when he spoke it. "I wanted to share my first dance with her, if you allow me, mother."

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