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Andrew returned to his seat. His dancing partner passed him a lemon, and he chewed it.

The lemon juice stained his tongue and teeth, and the sourness made Andrew feel even more jealous.

"Why did Sherlock, who has just graduated, save Winterfell? Why did he have such a good dancing troupe of Gnomes and Houndhead Men? Why do I have a single dance partner while he has tens of dancers? Why is he taller than me? Why is his Succubus prettier than mine? Why?"

Andrew closed his eyes and leaned on the back of the chair. He felt the power derived from this jealousy. He breathed comfortably and said, "Ah, power, I feel unlimited power. I haven't felt such strong jealousy due to another creature."

His dancing partner didn't know what to say and dared not speak.

The Ball continued. As the main character for the Ball, nobody dared to approach Andrew as he was too jealous. He was distorted by jealousy, so nobody wanted to antagonize him.