“It’s so beautiful,” I say. “It is,” Nadir agrees, but when I look at him, he’s staring intently at me. I look away, overwhelmed by the tangle of feelings in my chest. “Do you want to dance?” he asks, tipping his head in the direction of the swirling couples. There are a few faces turning our way as they recognize their prince standing in their midst. I shake my head. “I don’t know how.” “You danced with me in Aphelion.” “Terribly,” I say with a laugh, which elicits a smile. “I didn’t notice.”
