Wife of The Demon Prince
Chapter 55: May I have this dance?

Chapter 55: May I have this dance?

Hamon looked at the stunned beautiful lady before him, then shifted his gaze to the man standing beside Ara, he narrowed his eyes at the man. What was this butthead doing with his future wife? Was he trying to ask her for a dance? Heck! Dream on butthead, she’s mine!

Hamon’s lips pulled up as he gazed back to Ara, then offered out his hand towards her, "May I have this dance, my lady?"

"...Huh?"

Ara was still surprised at his sudden appearance behind her. Wasn’t he with the king awhile ago?

Everyone’s eyes widened in astonishment at the crown Prince’s unexpected request to dance with the lady, their eyes looked as if they were about to pop out of their sockets. Even Anne was surprised.

Ara quickly pulled herself together then took Hamon’s hand, "Yes. Your Highness."

As Ara took Hamon’s hand, he glanced at Alexander then gave him a mocking smirk before he led her to the dance floor.

Alexander couldn’t believe the lady was snatched away from him just like that by the crown Prince.

As soon as they stepped to the center of the ballroom, the music changed as they exchanged bows. They became the center of attention as they danced in full view. Ara had been taught the court dance when she was young, but Hamon had quite the aptitude for a man who spent his life on a battlefield.

Hamon drew Ara’s waist closer to him and he whispered in her left ear, "For a while there I thought you’d turn me down and dance with that man."

"Of course not..." Ara uttered as blood rushed up to her cheeks at how he was holding her.

"Alright, let me tell you this in advance...If you dance with any other man apart from me tonight...I’ll make sure to destroy his future, I’ll make him miserable for the rest of his life." Hamon uttered in a nonchalant tone, as his gaze was on Alexander who was talking to his future wife’s sister.

Ara was taken aback by his words, "W-what?" She glanced up at him, she wondered how he could say such bone chilling words so casually.

Hamon replied with a sly smile, "Just remember my words and keep it in mind."

’You’re mine, and mine alone!’ Hamon thought, he never really liked the Felstead family. As they’re all an arrogant bunch thinking they could dominate the battlefield, what irked him more about them was the fact that they claimed every victory for themselves earning them this amount of fame they were currently enjoying, the reputable Felstead family of the grand general, what a joke, had it not been for him then they wouldn’t even be enjoying this level of fame and recognition in Findara, yet, the family’s young son had attempted to steal his future wife, heh, did the boy think he had enough looks to compete with him?

He could keep dreaming!

The two figures swayed beneath the great ballroom chandeliers moving in perfect sync with the slow and subtle music playing in the background, the golden lightning further highlighting the couple’s breathtaking looks, individually, they both looked mesmerizing, but standing together, they were out of this world, it was the image of a perfect couple, the beauty of the scene was able to draw all eyes, it looked like a lovely painting.

The other guests soon stepped in with their partners and began to dance as well. Anne ended up dancing with Alexander instead, who chose to ask her since Ara had decided to dance with the crown Prince, while Claire stood at a corner with anger written all over her beautiful face, the rage contorting her fine features.

The Boxton sisters took both the men she had been aiming for! That whore took her future husband the crown Prince! Claire had refused to dance with any other man because she was waiting for an opportunity to make the Prince notice that his other half was in the ballroom, but that bitch used her charms on him as well!

__She wouldn’t accept defeat that easily! She’d expose that whore tonight!

With that thought in mind, Claire quickly found a random man then dragged him to dance with her, as couples were exchanging partners on the dance floor, she might get the opportunity to dance with the Prince.

The center of the ballroom was filled with waltzing men and women, couples exchanged partners from time to time when the music changed, but the crown Prince never let go of the beautiful lady every man had been dying to dance with.

Claire was gritting her teeth in rage the whole time, she’d been trying to stay close to the crown Prince so she could get to be his exchange partner, but he wasn’t even letting that whore go at all.

Among the constellation of splendoured elites, the most breathtaking was the crown Prince and the lady, everyone was blinded by the beauty of the couple who danced gracefully without exchanging, and they were so close to one another as they whispered silently to each other.

"The necklace and the dress suit you just like I thought."

"Why did you gift me such an expensive jewelry?" Questioned Ara.

"Because I wanted to." He replied in a nonchalant tone.

Ara was about to retort, but soon the music ended and so did the dance, they both bowed to each other as they did when the dance started. Ara was about to leave, but Hamon held her wrist to draw her back,

"I can see some gentlemen waiting to dance with you, do you by any chance plan to dance with them?" He asked with a raised brow.

"You don’t want me to dance with them?"

"What if I say yes, will you not?" He questioned.

"I won’t dance with anybody, I have no intention of doing something you don’t like."

A satisfied smile drew on Hamon’s face as he patted her head, " Your answer leaves me quite satisfied, future wife."

"When my fiance is right in front of me, I don’t need to dance with anybody else." Ara remarked.

"I like the sound of that!" He beamed.

Ara’s words seemed to brighten his mood even more, she couldn’t understand how he always felt content with such things.