Snippet #1403884

++Seraphina, Princess of Fire Nation++

A certain chill crept within her as the man before her took the hand she had offered. she was not certain if it was a sign of danger or something else. Drowned in this mystery of her feelings, she failed to notice the spark of sexuality in his voice as she was now dragged into the crowd of people dancing. Normally, she feels very uncomfortable surrounded by strangers she had no idea of. However, she felt quite secure as he pulled her into his arms. She had never been held like this by any male except her father and brother. The fire princess was bewildered at this but decided to hide it with a mask of pleasantries.

Upon their present situation, Seraphina had took a whiff of alcohol from her dance partner. She gazed at him and gave a small smile at his reply of never disappointing. She wondered where she got the urge to say her previous statement. Thinking about it, she wondered if the prince assigned to be her husband would be similar to him or not.

"Let us put that to a test."