It's just Practice

SALVATORE

Feyre danced with Nicholas, he spun her around on the dance floor while she giggled, giddy with happiness, she hadn't felt this way in a long time. Her practice dating sessions with Dante had helped her a lot, she thought to herself. Previously, she would have been bored already with whatever Nicholas was doing, now she found herself feeling relaxed and intrigued. Although a part of herself wished that she was dancing with Dante, she ignored it. It was probably light headiness because she hadn't drunk any blood today, she thought to herself.

Jax and Riccardo stood in the corner smiling to themselves, it seemed that their plan was becoming a success.

"Is it just me or does the queen seem happy with Nicholas? Do you think he would be the lucky groom?" Jax asked Ricciardo.

Ricciardo smiled slyly. "I doubt any of the suitors will be our lucky groom" He told Jax.

"What do you mean?" Jax asked confused.