The Last Winter Feast III

Aster was sulky during the party, everyone was eating, chatting some were going to the dance floor and started dancing with their spouse or new partner. It was like a regular Winter Feast where all you had to worry about was whether your stomach had enough room to eat more.

But for Aster, all of this happiness was just a mirage that soon would shatter. He glanced at Charles whom, since the moment the Winter Feast started, hadn't let go of Aster's hand at all. Charles grinned, "Are you nervous?"

"Not really," Aster chuckled mirthlessly, he gave a sharp glare at Charles and then looked away. There was no use of fighting against him right now anyway, maybe it was just because Charles was too powerful and cunning, or maybe he was just too stupid to outfox this guy. He still lost in the end.