125 Founding Ball pt. 12

After some time had passed, Conrad came to deliver a message to him. He had to go so I was left alone with Conrad, who in turn, asked me for a dance.

I obliged because I don't see any problem with it and also, I have to talk to him.

"Hey you," I started by saying that. 

Conrad looked down on me in inquiry. He's tall, but not taller than my brother. His hair, which he always cut to just reached half his back, was tied up into a ponytail as usual. I never really seen him out of his tie.

"Do you and Gwen had some sort of lover's quarrel right now?" I asked just to confirm it.

He was surprised for a second before smiling indulgently.

"Lover's Quarrel? No, we're not," he said.

One of my brows raised, "That's not what I'm seeing though."

These two, they are obviously not in good terms right now but they still deny it. 

Conrad chuckled and twirled me around before bringing back to him again.