“It’s probably best if we leave after this.” I told the girls through Slave Communication. “You guys go on ahead of me. I’ll meet up with you.”
The girls seemed to understand. They nodded and started gathering their things. I was going to have a moment with Alysia, and it was probably better that they weren’t there. I took Alysia’s hand and led her out onto the dance floor, but I still couldn’t help but ask her something.
“What about your husband? Won’t he be angry?”
“The Ost Republic have a saying, ‘A blade is only as real as the cut it makes.’”
The pair of us put our hands together, and just at that moment a song ended and new one began. It was a slow song, allowing the pair of us to dance slowly and close together. As we started to dance, the floor cleared out as all the other dancers suddenly decided they had some place to be.
“What does that mean?”
“It means that since my husband isn’t here, and no one would shame him by mentioning it, then it is like wind in the night.”
She wasn’t wrong. Most of the people seemed to be looking the other way, as if they didn’t see the new bride dancing with the other man. I was already challenged by General Nova earlier today, so there wasn’t a person here who didn’t know that I had enough of a relationship with Alysia that her husband had felt threatened enough to issue a challenge.
“I see… but can you be confident that this blade won’t cut?” I asked as we moved across the dance floor.
I wasn’t a good dancer before this event, but I still had all the skills equipped from my fight earlier. With Explosive movement and Fast Learning, I was able to learn the basic steps extremely quickly. My dancing improved noticeably, and within half a minute we were flowing across the dance floor like two practiced dancers who were intimate with each other.
Alysia smiled slightly; her eyes slightly wet. “I know it cuts. A thousand painful times, all across my heart. However, I’m the only one who will ever see and know of it.”
“If that is how you feel, then why did you marry him?” I asked.
“You don’t understand. It’s why I was born.” She responded.
“He… um… has a special soul. It’s why he is so strong. It’s a soul of light and darkness. His children will have a similar soul.”
“You’ve heard of it? Down here, we call it the god soul. He’s a very strong man. I do not know how you were able to defeat him.”
“Well…” I shook my head. “So, what you’re saying is that you’re being forced to marry him not just to win the human vote, but to have children with yin-yang souls?”
“Is he not the perfect husband for me as a princess?” She asked. “Bloodline, Status, Heredity… he checks all the marks.”
“But… does that make you happy?” I asked just as the final beat of the song ended.
Our dance came to an end too soon. My girls had already left the reception and were on their way to the embassy. The Tibults had slipped away as well, either to return to the embassy or to be in private meetings, just like General Nova.
“Goodbye, Lord Deekson.” She said formally, dropping her hands. “I wish this moment would last forever.”
I hesitate for a moment and then sighed. I reached out grabbed her, wrapping my arms around her waist, and pulling her body to me.
“Your wish is my command, my lady.”
“D-Deek!” Her eyes widened in surprise.
I used Teleport, and with a flash of light, the pair of us transported away. I had stolen the bride from her reception.