I can feel my knights piercing gaze from across the room as I put my soft hand into the visiting lords hand for a dance.
Goosebumps crawl up my neck when the lord spins me around and I catch a glimpse of my beloved knight. His hand grips the hilt of his sword tightly but his strong body is completely still.
I wonder who would feel the consequences his jealousy tonight.
Me in my chambers or the poor lord who asked me to dance?


















