I take a deep drink of wine as I watch the other students dance around the ball, and I wonder how Elva was able to get it on school grounds, as It's prohibited. And then, my eyes land on Elva, and her gorgeous crimson dress. I feel my cheeks heat at the sight of her, and I have to use an illusion to hide my blush. I quickly step forward before someone else can reach her, and I take her hand, putting on a different voice. "May I have your hand in this dance, Ma déesse?"
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