Miles heard Angeline's reply. A trained mind, a trained reply, a trained use of words. To the lower life's the jerks down there would ridicule folks like us, as if history would bother to remember those critics those losers anyway. Miles grabbed Angeline's lovely hand. " The ballroom dance is tonight, the neighboring kingdoms will show, thousands of titans had been slain leading here and back. Will you participate in the ball? You can decide if your underling will attend." Miles said.