Chapter 27
A day later, in the castle’s prison tower.
Her experience in the past half-a-month was enough to convince Melina to publish her memoir. Being kidnapped by demons twice in a row was not something every human would experience.
Melina did not find it difficult to be locked inside the prison for twenty-four hours a day, because the sound of the piano that would play from time to time completely immersed her in it.
Suddenly, Melina heard approaching footsteps. She went to the edge of the cell and saw the figure of a person that should never have been there—Belle.
What happened next was just like the story. In order to save her loved one, the kind Belle decided to take her loved one’s place and stay in the castle.
The elderly Melina could not fight against Zenarth’s strength as she was roughly dragged out of the castle by the latter, then tossed into the gardens outside.
The castle gate closed once again as Melina fell onto the snow-covered ground in grief and despair.
That was why she was so impulsive, but it was too late for regrets as Joshua had held his hand out to her. Ciri could only grit her teeth while she took his hand.
“Place… your hand… on my waist.” Ciri’s body stiffened for a little before she finally uttered that sentence out.
Joshua gently placed his hand on Ciri’s waist while she placed her hand on his shoulder.
The music played at that moment, and Ciri started to guide Joshua for another performance of “Beauty and the Demon” on the dance floor.
It was indeed another performance, but Ciri did not realize that her fate would not be as beautiful as Belle’s…
Could this work? Ciri lowered her head as she stole a glance at Joshua, but just a few steps in, Ciri’s dream was brutally shattered by Joshua’s tossing.
“You’ve stepped on my foot!”
Reality was never as perfect as a movie, and Joshua, a total novice in ballroom dancing, ruthlessly tore apart the romantic scene Ciri had built in her mind.
“Sorry…” Joshua’s apologies did zilch.
“You stepped on me again! Did you do that on purpose?!”
“Can you give the newbie some leeway?”
While Joshua was saying that, his mind was not on the matter. When Joshua held Ciri’s hand, he noticed that there were a lot of scars on her hands, even her arms as well. Even when Ciri had deliberately tried to hide them, at such proximity, Joshua could see the various scars that were completely jarring on her fair skin.
They were not hands that a girl should have.