Oh, yeah. Rearranging his erection in his pants, he held back a groan. Yes, I am.
I nodded. At this rate, I’ll be half-crouched all night. ‘How will I know if someone is royalty? And what if I dance with a human? Do I have to curtsey then?’‘Look for the coat of arms. But I highly doubt you will encounter any humans. They tend to stick with those they are familiar with.’
My heart sunk a fraction. One of the reasons I had agreed to go was to talk to, or at least see another human. To just glance at a set of normal teeth seemed like a dream.‘Lastly, ensure that you are never alone. This is ludicrous enough as it is and such actions will only exacerbate the danger.’I stared at my feet, scuffing the bottom of Lyla’s shoes on the floor. I knew it wasn’t safe. But it would be safer at the ball than it would be alone in my room. Seeming satisfied, Sky turned back to the piano.
‘Now, there is just time to go through these dances once more. Fabian, if you will …’We ran through every dance once more, the vampires scrutinizing every tiny movement, correcting every minute mistake, until they were finally satisfied.
‘Now the waltz. Kaspar, you are our expert, would you lead?’ Kaspar stepped forward, but I backed off, wary.
‘Why do I have to dance with him?’ I asked, eyeing his movements as he swaggered towards me.I raised an eyebrow. ‘Are you being serious?’
‘Yes, and we’re telepathic too, but not with humans,’ he stated in a matter-of-fact way. ‘And I’ll let you in on a trade secret. As long as you are here, lock everything private in your mind in boxes and just focus on one thing if someone tries to get in your mind. I know, it sounds crazy, but you will stop smiling when you realize there are some here who won’t respect your privacy.’I sobered. ‘Like Kaspar?’
‘Perhaps.’ He shrugged, spinning around in the seat to look over his shoulder. ‘Speaking of …’Kaspar appeared beside the fridge and in the time it took to blink, the dark-haired boy with the glasses had dropped onto a stool beside me and spread the newspaper he had tucked beneath his arm out on the counter. He started to read, peering over the top of his glasses.