Despite feeling skeptical, Rody still walked to the front of Nicole. Applying the noble etiquette that he had learned, Rody stretched out his hand and extended a standard invitation.

A magnificent symphony then started...

He gently embraced Nicole's slender waist as the two of them happily and gracefully danced along with the light music. In accordance with the usual practice, the first dance was meant for His Majesty the Emperor to enjoy on his own. Naturally, the others could only just stand and watch from the side.

However, that kind of honor was not something an ordinary person can enjoy.

After dancing for a short while with Nicole, Rody started to feel uncomfortable. Countless eyes glared at Rody. Those glares were filled with envy, surprise, doubt, disdain, jealousy, and anger. Of course, most of them were still guessing Rody's identity.

All kinds of complex glares were directed at Rody, making him a bit nervous. He felt extremely uncomfortable and his hands that