Chapter 52 A Cunning Scheme

• The melodies danced in the atmosphere, while the graceful murmur of dialogue and joy intertwined with the rhythm. Visitors spun and glided around the dance floor, their motions smooth and untroubled, their giggles joyful. Dysis, on the other hand, stayed planted in place, her eyes sweeping the room, yet her body stayed motionless, as if she were out of place.
• She scanned the crowd until her gaze landed on Alexander, who was casually leaning against a pillar at the edge. His stance was easygoing, yet a chill in his gaze appeared to dismiss the celebratory spirit surrounding him. He stood as a glacier in the heat of the celebration. He wasn't even paying attention to the dancers. Instead, he scanned the room with a sense of apathy, his icy-blue eyes capturing the attention of several women who, evidently fascinated, flitted nearby, attempting to attract his focus.
• “Don't even consider it,” Alexander's voice cut into her thoughts, surprising her with its icy smoothness.