“They love Remy, of course they do, but they were doing it for you, Rua. To spare you from the gossips. Do you really want to have to hear stories for the rest of your life about your frowning and eye-rolling at your sister’s wedding?” Rua frowned. “Yep, just like that.” “Have you come to scold me too?” Stumbling over her feet, Talhan caught her, and she fell back into the steps. She was a terrible dancer, her feet barely moving in the right direction. “Hardly, I just wanted to dance with a companion who wasn’t trying to win my hand in marriage.”
