He watched her float across the room in the arms of another.
He had dreamt of holding her close, close enough to feel her pulse on his. But
that would be impossible. He was just a servant to the family, a lowly human
slave, and she was the only child to the ruling family. Shoving his serving
tray into the hands of his best friend, he was half across the room before he
realized what was happening. “May I cut in?” he asked her current partner,
hoping beyond hope that the man would say yes. To his surprise, as well as
everyone else in the room, the man acquiesced. Stepping tentatively towards
her, he decided to embrace the moment and grasped her waist and extended hand.
At that moment the band struck up a new slow tune that required his body to be
closer to her’s. Not believing his good fortune he pulled her closer. At that
moment her human side breathed in exasperation, but her other half screamed one
word, “MINE.”
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