52 Chapter (52): Abolish

Luna took off her cloak, her moves gentle and in peace, inside the gallery was warm enough, and the cloak could make her sweat, spoiling the perfume. Handing it to Barbara, she said, "She was busy! You know that she doesn't have time to waste on such lavishly consumed places."

Wilmore was listening carefully, she didn't lie to the girl and somehow lowered the mayor girl.

"How are your eyes, daughter?" Asked Vanessa's mother. The mother and daughter were ignoring Lisa.

"Thanks to Elizabeth and My aunt, Lisa. I feel better."

Luna wrapped her hands in Lisa's arm and sweetly smiled.

"That's good, get better and marry a Nobel man. Make your family bigger. You don't want to make the James family extinct, do you?"

Vanessa mocked.

Wilmore clenched his fist, it was foolish to listen to them, but look how she was speaking! That was too disturbing that she was chosen for the mistress selection. The court was filled with people like her that forced him to run away. Besides, Luna James was a gem that was being wasted among this folk.

"Hm, to be honest, I don't need to be worried about this stuff. But, I heard that you received an invitation from the mistress selection. Good luck with that, joining the court is not easy and the prince is terrible. I wish you bring a brave man out of him."

Vanessa laughed as if Luna had just admitted that she deserved to become a Queen.

Wilmore's eyes grew wide, he just found out that it wasn't simply that he could have neglected. Could he handle such a woman? Even if she was made for a bed? But when the conversation led about him, his eyes turned dim.

As he guessed, the James girl remembered him and assumed that he was a monster, a murderer. He never explained himself to anyone nor did care what people think but why would this girl's words be annoying to him? He felt that ice crossed his gloves, his heart was terrified, it was the first time that his inner demon ran out of control. He closed his eyes, breathing out the rage to stop himself, his fury! These people never suffered like him, never got ignored, never were threatened as a killing machine, a demon, so they had become daring.

The music changed to a spokesperson voice which was too loud, "Ladies and gentlemen, Welcome to Snowball,"

People cheered, the gates got closed and the guards stood there.

"We are going to dance now and will have dinner after that then you will see the play. I hope you all enjoy this unforgettable night."

He announced the ball's schedule. Inside the dark, Wilmore watched the people that were chosen among the richest folk. The mayor was after votes in counsel and the prince saw such behaviors from greedy people like him. It was the reason he gathered many merchants here.

The musicians changed the music and the couples drove on the dance floor. Their laughter and joy restored the building.

A young merchant came to Vanessa and bowed, extending his hand for her.

"May I ask you to dance with me, Lady Reynolds?"

Vanessa looked at her mother and she nodded as permission. She grabbed his hand and joined the dance. After her, Vanessa's brother came to his mother while his amber eyes were on Lisa. He led his mother to the dance floor.

Wilmore saw where he was looking at, Luna's chest, he hissed, "You did a huge mistake, young man!"

He stepped out of the dark when a few people obstructed his path.

"Where is my uncle, Lisa?"

"They left!"

"So it means we are alone, too disturbing!" Luna growled.

"Luna, would you dance with me? A friend snatched my mother."

Luna knew Vanessa's brother's voice. He was a womanizer just like his father. Luna felt the twist in her guts, among all the men here why would a pig appear here?

"Excuse me, She is mine!"

Wilmore declared with his roughly cold husky tune.

"I am sorry, Maxwell! I am already taken."

Luna got the chance she was looking for. She thought that the prince left with her uncle but he was still there, perhaps heard what she said to Vanessa.

Maxwell glared at Wilmore, thinking who this weirdo was!

Lisa disliked both of the men but at least the prince was way better. The prince I pinned his cloak off and handed it to Margaret. The old lady was smiling, seemed she was happy that Luna would have some fun but neither of them knew what she was growing in her mind.

The prince put his left hand on his back and extended the other one for Luna. Lisa put Luna's right hand into his hand.

Wilmore was trying to control himself. He never sensed any emotion, the world had constantly kept being red and gray in his perspective, being scolded, being ordered. The air was always cold for him, even in the middle of summer but each time he touched her, his whole being ran warm. He found it his weakness yet desired to have this forbidden fruit and abolished wish that her heart belonged to another man.

Luna was led to the dance floor with Wilmore, the crown prince that no one knew. People made more space for these beautiful lads that just entered. Whisperers could be heard, they were talking about Luna, the Lord's niece, and who was that breathtaking man who led the dance?

"Even with her poor vision, she can dance." A woman told her husband.

"Lord James raised portly ladies. Their parents will be happy in heavens."

Lisa heard it and her eyes went wet, she held back the tears but Barbara couldn't do that, reminding Lucas James could always break her heart.

Wilmore glanced at Luna who was keeping the smile on her face, it was strangely beautiful, those rosy lips, these beautiful eyes, he could sit and watch this piece of art for hours. She was like the book that he could not understand.

"I am sorry, I wish you forgive me for that night."

He confessed near her ears, he didn't plan it. He wanted to say other things otherwise he let out those words. His heart was tickled by her, which misled him.

"So you have the guts to apologize. Why did you lie today?"