Two young hearts are almost timid before they know each other, they tend to think of each other too perfectly, often think that the other is unattainable, and often feel that they are worthless and unworthy of others. This anxiety, from another point of view, is actually a motivating mechanism, which spurs you to show your best side as much as possible, to surpass yourself as much as possible, in order to achieve a dream ending.

Although Catherine is also a good girl who dares to be bold, she never imagined that Duke Albert would treat her so gently and considerately, without any perfunctory thoughts, and she became the lucky one on the dance floor, and successfully stood out among many graceful figures. In her original imagination, Albert might have given her a polite greeting, and as for the dance, it might have been a luxury, but now the two of them had unwittingly experienced almost three pieces together.

It's an uncanny and wonderful feeling, and Catherine wishes that the river of time could slow down or even freeze at this moment, depending on her mind. She didn't want to think about what would happen next, she just felt that she should cherish this rare opportunity. She feared that her small mistake would ruin this amazing gift from God.

Albert is also going through a fantastic experience, and his situation is a little different from that of Catherine. There was very little to be said about love in his homeschooling, because the old duke was a machismo and didn't think there was anything worth teaching about it. His only request is that Xiao Ah don't focus too much on this, and don't believe too much in women's rhetoric, after all, the father and son have special identities, and it is difficult to guarantee that no one will think of climbing high branches.

The young duke felt much younger than his actual age when it came to love. He had a love affair with Claudia at first sight, but for various external reasons, he did not stick to it too strongly. His feeling of love can come and go very suddenly, or it can disappear almost painlessly, because he doesn't really understand the word love. If his love for his father really rose to the sky, then his love for Claudia and other women was at most just floating off the ground. He understands family affection but not love, and his impulses in this regard, like the vast majority of young people, are more governed by physiology and desire.

The graceful masked dancers on the dance floor have long mobilized Albert's underlying emotions in this regard, but he is actually quite a shy person, although those strange dance partners each have a feeling that makes him feel ape, but after all, they don't know each other, and if they don't do it, they will make it embarrassing to play on the spot. As a new duke, he couldn't make such a joke anyway.

The Catherine in front of her was a different story, she was Claudia's personal maid, although she was a little smaller, but her desire to say goodbye immediately captured Albert's heart. He lightly touched the other party's slender waist with one hand, and held it tightly with the other hand's five fingers, which was the most common dance posture, but at this moment, due to various coincidences, Xiao A felt a different kind of pleasure.

In an instant, Xiao Ah almost forgot the existence of the Duchy of Borot, and also forgot the scene of his father being killed in the imperial capital of Sisa, and his tense heartstrings finally had a chance to relax, and he could finally enjoy this beautiful youth.

He and Catherine grew closer and closer. It stands to reason that there are a few taboos when dancing: first, don't focus too much on a certain point of the other person's body, second, keep a certain distance between the bodies to leave room for privacy, and third, don't use too much force, because that will look vulgar and stupid.

Xiao Ah was very unfortunate to occupy all three points at once. Because of Catherine's soft-spoken voice, he had to focus his eyes on the other party's two thin lips that barely peeked out of the gap between the masks, and he hardly left after the three dances. And for this reason, during the dance, he inadvertently stepped on Catherine's feet almost five or six times, staining her skirt, and once almost tore it. He was so attentive and attentive to his speech that he had a little more force at hand, and used Catherine's slender waist as a tool for exercising his grip. His behaviour at this point was almost unreminiscent of a dignified duke, and he apologized to his partner in stammering and incomprehensible sentences.

Catherine, of course, doesn't complain about anything, and the girls in her position will only regard the boy's behavior as a sweet and warm memory. She would rather Albert step on the hem of her skirt a few more times, and Albert would rather stutter a little more, because these things can make her realize a real other person, and can make her full of hope for the future.

Before you know it, the music in the venue is gradually returning to the fast track.

The cloak behind Xiao A was inadvertently dragged away by a few naughty young people, and he didn't have this burden, but it improved his state, and the problem of always stepping on the wrong point of slow dance just now almost didn't happen again. Because of the increased tempo, neither Catherine nor he spoke anymore, and both stared at each other through the eyes behind the masks, not so much dancing as two fiery souls. Sometimes, the power of words is insignificant, and the slightest movement can be worth dozens of pages of long speech, and Albert is obviously hundreds of times better at this than his stammering words. Although both forms had merit in Catherine's eyes, it was clear that she was underestimating the power of the eye movements. She clearly saw a trace of fatal temptation in Xiao A's pupils, this thing flickered, and was not under Albert's subjective control, although intellectually the young duke wanted to suppress this demon, but the other party was too elusive. The so-called no trick to win has a trick, that's the truth. The more you try to suppress it, the more terrifying it becomes.

For the sake of stability and safety in the rotation, the two had to get closer and closer to each other, and Catherine even felt that she could hear the beating heart in Albert's chest.

In the midst of the whirlwind, Catherine's vision was completely ineffective, only her ears had become unusually sensitive, and in addition to the beating heartbeat, she could faintly hear what seemed to be someone calling her name.

It turned out that the Countess de Stini had prepared several sets of clothes for the ball, and the blue one-piece pleated dress that she wore first had already been replaced by something else, and although Catherine knew about it beforehand, it was impossible for her to recall this insignificant incident in her present mood.

The countess recognized the two through a combination of Albert's flame mask and Catherine's movements. The music was a little too loud and the crowd was a little too crowded, and it was hard for her to make out it.

Albert was the first to wake up from his intoxication, and as a sign of respect, he paused to take off his mask and bow slightly in Claudia's direction. Catherine's face would have been ashamed to go underground if it hadn't been for this thing to cover her flushed face.

The countess was very happy to see Catherine having such a good time. She feels that she owes her sister a lot, but in reality, it is difficult to put down her body and confide in each other in detail. Ever since she sat in the count's seat, she felt that everything around her had changed from what it had been. The heavy burden on her shoulders directly crushed her to death, and she couldn't breathe the original fresh air at all.

This unprecedented dance party is an spice and an opportunity to let what was originally hidden in the heart be splashed and waved through various dance steps.

The countess's dancing partner was a middle-aged man, and Albert immediately recognized him from under the mask that only covered half of his face: "Strategist!"

Tarren Crawford was slightly embarrassed, but he still nodded his head in salute. His physical strength is not comparable to that of a real young man, and after so many jumps, he has long since left one breath. Had it not been for the countess's repeated insistence, he would have sat down in the audience like Mrs. Charlotte.

He was a little unhappy with Claudia's big grin, because it would arouse suspicion among others, and he didn't want his secret affair to be made public, and he didn't want Claudia or Albert to be hurt by it. His heart was full of all kinds of lingering knots, and those potholes of pickled goods always popped out and teased him from time to time as if they were deliberately trying to tease him. With his careful thinking, it is not that he did not take into account the bitter consequences that this sweet love may have.

As the most trusted person of the Duke of Borot, if there is an affair with the Countess de Stini, it will inevitably cause an uproar. Because in this way, he is bound to be unable to live under Xiao Ah anymore, although there are high and low titles, but Xiao Ah cannot take the initiative to lead him as a duke, because all titles are given by the emperor, and all the knights are also directly subordinate to the emperor, otherwise, the order of the Tamborance Empire will be chaotic.

Now in this delicate situation, the rumors of his love affair with Claudia would give the imminent General Iros many excuses, which he could use to make a small report, and make the Emperor think that the marriage was Albert's ploy, for the purpose of taking the kingdom of Destinibel without blood.

This kind of entanglement will hurt the countess's self-esteem, and it will also live up to Xiao A's kindness to herself. It is likely that his great ambitions will be dissipated by this, and these things cannot be given by love.

He hesitated, as if in response to the abrupt cessation of music in the room. Mrs. Charlotte, who had been sitting in the audience admiring, was holding a megaphone and asking everyone in an anxious tone: "Where is the Queen? Have you seen Queen Isabella?"

Everyone looked at each other, they had not yet escaped the cheerful rhythm and dance steps, and there was no way to fully understand the thorny problem of this reality.

If the empress had any three strengths and two weaknesses, it would be a catastrophe for the entire city of Birti, and it was easy to deduce from the temper of Emperor Deliot. He can not give the queen any bit of conjugal affection, but he will never give the world any excuses on the surface, he will definitely take advantage of this great opportunity to confess himself, and that target can only be everyone at the ball.

Where Isabella has gone, and whether there is any danger, please see the next time.