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She had not been expecting to be pulled away from her partner, a dignitary from Shii'ar a prominent trade planet in this system. They had been making pleasant small talk, he complimented her dress and she made a remark about his skill in the dance–on it went like a scripted scene until a hand at her waist pulls her back against a hard chest and she is spinning away from a puzzled looking man.
Breathing out his name she melts against him, raising herself to the tips of her toes and when that isn’t enough with wind to support her so she could press a cheek against the cool skin of his neck. The orchestra is playing a melancholy waltz, the violin sounds crisp above the other instruments like an anguished cry.
“You shouldn’t have done that–”
The words hold no strength but her arms tighten around his neck for a moment more and then her feet are back on the ground and her eyes are drifting up to meet his. Her hand is so small in his and deep down she knows her family will have words with her after this but to hell with them. She was going to dance with her husband no matter what decrees they had made. For tonight she would put duty behind and allow her heart to lead the way.
"–but I am glad that you did.“
There were many rules that he needed to remember now that he was married into the Inhuman Royal Family. Some he remembered and followed, and some he ignored when be believed that his reason was JUST. But there was one that he had yet to break, and that was to respect the diplomatic conversations among the many delegates and the members of Black Bolt’s court. At least, until he noticed the visitor from Shii’ar giving his wife more than the appropriate attention his visit required him to present.
Ronan was not one to MINCE words and actions; he crossed the dance floor and slid an arm around Crystalia’s waist, pulling her into his arms almost in time to the new tune that the live band started playing. Giving her an innocent look, he waltzes her away from the dignitary and onto the middle of the dance floor, ignoring the heated looks from the queen.
“He seemed to be rather dull. I simply could not permit you to be exposed to such a man, beloved.”
