Chapter 887 Shifting Ballroom Tides

• With the king gone, a loosened cheer rippled across the room. Conversation grew louder, footsteps lighter, as though every guest had been granted secret permission to breathe again.
• Sebastian stepped out of the crowd and halted in front of Annabeth. "Anna." Her nickname fell from his lips like a private note meant for her ears alone.
• Annabeth lifted her eyes, the lamplight pooling in them like warm amber. "Yes?"