[center][h2]A Dance For The Guests[/h2]
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“Jealous”? “Apology”? “Thorough”?! Calder’s words were sharp knives launched mercilessly one after the other and she couldn’t believe she was hearing any of it from the man she believed to be her friend. It was ludicrous, not just because he was always tailing her in an attempt to ruin her evening. And then he said Marcus’ name and all sound faded around her, as if she was sinking, her ears filling with water. 

Lightning flashed in Ludelle’s eyes and a moment later it left them to strike at Calder, and she made sure the force of it would be enough to down a horse. Her hand came up threateningly in front of Shiba’s face and she warned “Don’t you dare touch me”, her voice dripping venom. With that she turned on her heel and left the ballroom behind, uncaring whether Calder was left standing or dying in agony.