The Inconvenient Life of an Arousing Priestess by Makino Maebaru

Author:Makino Maebaru [Maebaru, Makino]
Language: eng
Format: epub, pdf
Publisher: Cross Infinite World
Published: 2023-03-01T00:00:00+00:00

“Miss Monica, have you forgotten that we are, in fact, at a ball?”

“What is that supposed to mean?” I asked, blinking at him in confusion.

He straightened back to his full height, then elegantly held his hand out to me. “Miss Monica,” he asked, “won’t you give me the pleasure of this first dance?”

“But I only know the basic steps…”

Richard tilted his head slightly, watching me with a mischievous twinkle in his eyes. “Fear not,” he said, dismissing my fears entirely. “I have you.” He lifted one of my hands into his, then led me over to the dance floor.

When I glanced at the dancers around us, I relaxed a little—the dance floor was full of pairs of young men and women dancing enthusiastically, but with little actual skill. Oh, I thought, beginning to smile a little. I see why he asked me now. With dancers like that on the floor, my awkward dancing would blend in just fine.

While I surveyed the environment, Richard’s arm had tightened around my waist, drawing me close to him. When I glanced back at him, his face was only centimeters from mine.

I squeaked in shock at his sudden closeness, and his eyes narrowed in amusement. “Miss Monica, are you nervous?”

“Yes,” I replied emphatically. “Yes, I am.”

I stared desperately at Richard’s face, taking in how the chandelier’s dazzling light danced along his long eyelashes and cast shadows under his eyes. It felt surreal to know that right now, I, Monica Regulus, the unholy priestess, was being held in the arms of the imperial crown prince of the Empire, a man as stunning as a sculpture carved from the finest of jewels.

We’re like…chalk and cheese, I thought, admittedly a tad hysterically. But…which one of us is the chalk, and which one is the cheese…? The more I considered it, the less I could imagine Richard as either. Oh, dear, I’ll have to come up with a better analogy then.

At this point, I was so panicked that rational thought had left me entirely. Richard seemed to pick up on that, and leaned forward, murmuring soothingly into my ear, “Easy, easy. You’re fine. I’ll lead, so surrender just yourself into my keeping.”

“I…understood…” My mind went blank then. Every time Richard took a step, I naturally did too, and he effortlessly controlled our rhythm.

“I’m going to spin you,” he told me with a grin.

“Ah—”

“Just relax. Give into me.”

Obeying his whisper, I slackened my shoulders, and off my body went. When he whirled me around, I almost felt like I was flying.

“Well done,” Richard purred. His eyelids were half-closed, his flame-colored eyes gleaming from underneath them.

His lead had been so masterful that even I understood how well I’d just danced. It was as if I’d transformed into a well-born lady skilled in the art.

His Imperial Highness is terrifying. The crown prince is amazing.

“I sh-should be saying that to you, Richard,” I stammered.

“But, Miss Monica, if you weren’t so used to synchronizing your breathing with mine, our outcome wouldn’t have been nearly as impressive.

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