All for Televison

Whispers had filled the throne room as Aven and Letharia walked in holding hands, only for show but it looked real to them- the low nobility. Eyes went to Letharia as she wore a jaw-dropping white and gold dress and Aven had matched with his suit. She looked back at Aven as he nodded at her giving her a small peck on the lips before she let go of his hand walking to Nero. She stopped in front of his throne and bowed her head “May I have a dance?”

Nero smiled “What are you planning?”

“Nothing at all, just a dance with you my lord.”

Valerine stared at me in anger “From her aura, she doesn’t have negative intentions.”

“It was fine either way, I’ll play along “, he walked down the steps of the throne to extend his hand out to Letharia.  

“Queue the music,” Nero yelled to his servants. Letharia paused to hear classic music from the place her mother was from “The Valley of the Fools.”

Bells and Drums were music to her ear