Fuse (2)

Florence Capital, Count Vladesmount Estate.

Heith went for another glass of wine since it has been a while he got a taste of alcohol.

“Can I ask you for a dance?” A girl in a floral dress with pinkish cheeks asked him. He turned his head towards her and run his eyes from up to down before going back to sipping his wine. The lady slump her shoulders and walked away like her energy came out of her limbs. If he is not mistaken, this is the tenth time someone had approached him. Is this really how low the noble lady of the capital and the east are? Even the richest girls in his country in his past world would know the meaning of the continuous rejection he had been giving this lady but them? He doubts even if he spelled it out to them, they will not pick it up. Perhaps he should just go and find Rosalithe and give her the dance she deserves.

After downing the wine, he got up to his feet and put the glass at the t

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