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“So to start, you want to put your hand on my lower back. Lower, there you go.” Hailey instructed. My hand was now half way onto her rear, but I think it is normal considering she was fine with it. Read latest chapters at

“Next we need to hold hands. We are about to do a rather ancient dance, so Just follow my lead and ignore any looks we get from the others in the room ok?” Shrugging my shoulders, I interwove my fingers with hers as she set up our starting position.

At the start of the next song, Hailey began to lead me through a dance routine that seemed rather strange to me. It was constrictive in movements, but also flowed loosely. It was as though I had caught Hailey in a trap and she was trying to escape through her subtle movements, but failing over and over.

Across the room on his throne, King Dickon looked on with both a heart melting love and pure hate fuelled anger. “That shit dares to dance with my Princess without my consent first?!” He whispered in anger towards the purple haired freak. HIs anger then subsided as his dearest princess used the mans arm as a lever to hoist herself up before Spinning in the air.

The face of pure elation as she was caught sent a dagger through Dickon’s heart, as he could not remember the last time he had seen his little girl that happy. Still though, through his muddled emotions, worry was highly prevalent. ‘ I cannot believe she is performing the Carcer with some stranger. She knows how deeply intimate that dance is and what it means.’

Dickon would wager most nobles would not know the ancient dance, but a few onlookers apparently did as they looked at the couple expressing their love with warm smiles. The Carcer was a dance of servitude; of a wife agreeing to be there for her husband through the good and the bad. It is truly ancient at this point and is no longer used in any form of ceremonies. Only those who know Spartari lore would know of this dance now.

As Dickon was watching the dance and changing his emotional state every second, Elaine had made her way back inside the room. With the troublesome Military king found, She could go back to her little spying plan that would be her own form of secondary entertainment for the night.

As she began scanning the room for the mysterious Apollo and her step daughter, her heart almost stopped when she saw them dancing together. ‘Oh shit.’ She thought in panic. Her panic only increased after realising her husband was currently watching them. “Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit.”

Trying not to draw too much attention to herself, Elaine swiftly made her way to her husbands side. She got to his side just in time as she heard him muttering to himself. ” I can’t take it anymore, he needs to get his hands off her!”

Just as Dickon began to stand up, Elaine grabbed him by the shoulder and forced him back into his seat. The king was shocked by the man handling and looked up at the perpetrator with anger in his eyes, but when he realised it was his darling wife, he softened and looked at her with love.

That only lasted a moment however, as Elaine began speaking. “Don’t you even dare thing about doing what you were about to do. Do you want you daughter to hate you more than she already does?”

Dickon’s eyes regained some sobriety upon hearing his wife’s words, but his eyes then squinted with menace towards his newest enemy, the purple haired pervert who won’t stop touching his daughters rear.

“He won’t leave her alone my honeydew. Why is my precious princess dancing with some nobody? At the very least she should be dancing with a member of an ancient family, or better yet, Me!”

Dickon’s sudden declaration caused a few heads of nearby nobles to look his way, but they soon went back to their conversations, the king was aloud to be drunk on his wife’s birthday after all.

Elaine then lifted her hands off her husbands shoulder and sat in her throne before leaning over to talk quietly. “That is just the thing my dear, I don’t think that man is a nobody.” Dickon was intrigued, but kept his gaze on the ever flowing dance as he said. “Grace me with your logic.”

“Well, from what I was able to find out about him, His name Is Apollo Lambdason, an outer rim Arcon.” Dickon wanted to scream that angrily in surprise, his daughter dancing with some second rate bumpkin? He kept it in though and continued to listen.

“He came here as Lady Kathrine Hyllus’s date, apparently they grew rather close when she hired him for a mission, but there is something even more intriguing than his new ties to an ancient family.” Elaine paused a moment, checking no one was around.

Dickon picked up on this action and for the first time since the dance began, looked away from his precious and the freak. “What is it my love?” He asked curiously. “I think he has some tie to King Sigismund.”

Dickon raised his eyebrow, indicating for Elaine to continue. “I caught the two of them and Sigismund’s techno mechanic talking to each other outside casually not to long ago, and what do we know about our favourite military king?

“He is an absolute knobhead who hates everyone.” They said in unison like it was a mantra. “Yes exactly.” Elaine continued. “Which is why I was shocked when I spotted Sigismund laughing his head off with the young man.”

Dickon furrowed his brow. “That is not hard evidence my love, look at the sword the Scrunt has on his hip. He could easily be an accomplished fighter despite his age.” Elaine nodded her head. “True, Sigismund was talking about some Drakoshi with Apollo, but what really sold me that they were tied together somehow was that Apollo said he had never met, nor exchanged names with Sigismund, but when Sigismund said farewell, he used Apollo’s name like he knew him prior to that encounter.”

Dickon looked back towards the scrunt with a different look in his eye. “Could Sigismund be expanding his list? That could be troublesome with the current reports of his condition I have been receiving.”

“Perhaps if Sigismund has found something intriguing about this Apollo, perhaps we should take the initiative to extend an invitation to Olympus? The man is Psionically gifted and Sigismund would only want the strongest people around him.” Elaine suggested.

Despite his distaste towards the fat ugly degenerate that was dancing with his daughter, acquiring someone Sigismund has personally taken interest in could prove beneficial. Especially considering the reports from the Athena compound that Hugo had sent regarding Omega 2’s current instability, having more powerful combatants in his fold could not hurt.

In his contemplation, Dickon had forgotten how the Carcer traditionally ends. Upon witnessing the end, Dickon threw that plan of invitation to the far reaches of the universe before he coldly spat out. “That fucking scrunt.” He then reached for the ancient style revolver on his hip, but his wife began fighting for the control of his arm to prevent him from doing something stupid.

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Back to the end of the song, Hailey began to get nervous, Although it was true, if Apollo did not believe her, or if he did not like it, things could take a turn for the worse. Nevertheless, she was determined to try.

After a simple Allonge of her arm backwards to mimic a final attempt at escape, Hailey used her bodies momentum to crash into Apollo’s body, a metaphor for the wife no longer being able to deny the inevitability that was her partner. She then proceeded to wrap one leg around his waist and left the other in the air, depending on his trust to keep her upright.

As Apollo instinctually did just that, she then placed both her hands on each of his cheeks before initiating a safe for public events kiss onto his lips. She held her position for five seconds before the song playing came to its end and she pulled back from the kiss. freewebnovel.cσ๓

Anger, disgust, revulsion, love, pleasure, excitement. Hailey’s mind began to race as she did not know which emotion or feeling Apollo would feel towards her after her brazen action. However, when a smile emerged on his lips, she felt her heart skip a beat. It did not matter what he felt, that was worth it.

Just as Apollo was about to open his mouth and begin speaking, a woman who appeared to be in her eighties shuffled over and got in between her and Apollo.

Talking Apollo’s hands into her own, the old woman she spoke with such happiness. “Oh my stars, I have not seen a Carcer performed in over 50 years! Oh you sweet thing, you moved me so passionately!” She then turned around and clasped Hailey’s cheeks with her hands. “And you! Oof, such passion, such emotion. I almost began crying as you showed me what love was once like. Truly a once in a lifetime performance the two of you!”

The old woman then reached into her little handbag. “I snuck these in as I knew I would not like anything edible they catered. Here, you both deserve one.” She said as she a little wrapped up candy to both Apollo and Hailey before walking off and began chugging a large tankard of wine like a pro, leaving the two dancers paralysed with surprise, before they both began laughing at the event that just transpired.