Some time had passed since James had sat down with his family. They finally got over his stunt earlier and now normal conversation resumed.
James noticed what seemed to be a group of women carrying musical instruments enter the room.
The middle of the room cleared out a little and something startling caught James's attention.
'Holy shit! Is that another guy!? Wait… there's multiple dudes here… I'm not alone.. I hope I get a chance to talk to them.'
He saw women approach the sparse men in the room and hold out their hands. Music began to play as James understood what was happening.
'Oh my god.. am I going to have to dance..'
James looked at Violet. She seemed to be gathering up her courage to ask him.
'Uuggh.. I thought this was just supposed to be a feast man.. the only balls I've ever attended were in the army and those were just for everyone to relax and get drunk.'
James pushed down his despair and took a goblet of wine from his mother, downing all of it instantly.
"Sweetie! That's for adults-"
Her voice cut off as James stood.
He pivoted to Violet and bowed slightly like he had seen the women do to the men.
He stuck out his hand and asked.
"Lady Violet, would you give me the honor of a dance."
She seemed to glow as she took his hand and stood.
"Thank you.. I mean yes.."
Her voice was small as she blushed.
James tried to ease her tension a little.
"Don't expect to much, I don't really know how to dance. Forgive me if I embarrass you."
He heard Clara mutter wistfully as he led Violet to the center of the room.
"Brother is such a man.."
A few of the pairs had already started dancing and James somehow found the movements fairly simple.
Violet went to take the lead, but James beat her to it. He saw that the women seemed to be leading the dances and James wasn't about to emasculate himself further.
She yelped slightly as he grabbed her hand and pulled her close by the waist.
Matching the rhythm of the others, they smoothly fell into step.
James started talking after a little while, now that he had the slow intimate movement down.
"Did you get to finish up your project for the academy?"
"Oh! I'm surprised you remembered something like that.. But no, not yet. After tonight I have to return to Lady Helena's for another week or two."
The conversation paused slightly and James realized he didn't really know anything about this girl he was engaged to.
"Say Violet, what do you like to do for fun? Do you gamble or watch any underground fighting rings?"
Violet opened her mouth in shock before laughing.
"Hahaha no.. nothing like that. Do I look like such a woman to you?"
James laughed in response as she put on a cute expression of mock anger.
"I actually just really like horticultural.. I know, really boring stuff."
"Not at all, what do you like about it exactly?"
Her eyes lit up at his interest about her passion of plants.
"Well I like all of it honestly.. wether it's a herb that just smells good or a tree that grows tall and strong. The way nature presents itself to us and the use we get out of it's beauty, it's so exciting!"
Her face grew increasingly more divine to James as she rambled on.
"There's also the way plants can teach us history if you pay attention close enough. Also the way each plant grows is different, some plunge most of it's body into the earth to hide while others stand proud."
Her excitement and passion sparked a feeling in James he hadn't felt in years. He couldn't take his eyes off her and his mind grew a little hazy as his body took over.
"Actually since I was a little girl I've always loved-"
Violet stopped talking when she noticed that James didn't seem to be paying attention, just staring at her blankly.
"Oh.. I'm sorry James.. I got a little too excited-"
This time her voice was stopped by lips.
James pulled her right to him as he pressed his mouth firmly onto hers.
They stayed like that for a time, lost in each other.
He mind cleared slightly as he backed away.
"Sorry Violet.. you just looked so beautiful, I couldn't help myself."
Her face colored as her forehead planted just under his chin. She was trying to hide her face from him
"Really.. I was just talking about nonsense.."
James leaned down to whisper in her ear.
"Yes really. The passionate look you had just now made my head go blank.. I'm sure you can feel how fast my heart is beating because of you."
She pulled her head back to look at him again and her eyes were a little misty.
They kissed once more.
After they broke apart again, James looked around and was a little embarrassed.
All the dancing had stopped as everyone looked at them with great interest.
Some women had fallen to their knees while others had their hands clutching their chests.
James chuckled a little awkwardly.
"We seemed to have made a bit of a scene."
The music had kept playing but it was a little out of tune.
James tried to brush off the stares as he began leading Violet in another dance.
They were the only pair moving now and James couldn't stop himself from putting on another show.
His greatly increased dexterity and strength allowed him to gracefully execute a few intricate moves he remembered from earth.
He twirled Violet in circle and launched her into the air as she giggled like a little girl.
The band picked up the song a little to match their movements.
Violet came back down into his arms and he spun her again, this time he ended it with his hand in the middle of her back as he tilted her downwards.
It was a classic move and a little cheesy. He leaned over Violet once more and moved his face to down to feel her soft lips one last time.
As they recovered from the impromptu show, slow clapping started.
It turned into a full on cheer as James and Violet looked at each other awkwardly. James bowed and Violet curtsied to the crowd before making their way back to the table.
"They will be talking about how dashing my baby boy is for the next thousand years.."
"Brother really is too incredible.."
His family was full of praise for him as he sat.
'I just can't stop being great.. it's who I am..'
The music had died down and servants were now bringing out the main course for the day.
It was a hearty meal of smokey mystery meat and strange fruits.
It was quiet and peaceful for a time as they ate.
His sisters teased Violet with more than a hint of jealousy.
James wondered when the banquet would end as the music began again.
James looked to Violet, who shook her head.
"I'd love to dance again, but it would look very selfish.. you should dance with a few other women to keep everyone happy."
"Are you sure? I don't really care about what everyone else thinks as long as your happy."
James actually meant his words.
'I've met her only a few times, but I think I might've actually fallen for her.. I might be too easy..'
Violet shook her head again as a smile blossomed on her face.
"I'm sure. You only have to accept a couple of dances and then you can claim your tired if you wish."
James nodded in acceptance and a little while later, an older woman gathered her courage and approached him.
James saw his mother give a stink eye as the woman introduced herself.
"Prince James, I am Duchess Gina Yanrell. Would you accept my invitation for a dance?"
His mother scoffed before he could answer.
"Aren't you a little old to be having intentions on my son, Lady Gina."
The woman seemed to be embarrassed at his mothers words.
"Mother. Stop being rude." He turned back to the duchess, "Lady Gina, it would be my honor to dance with a beautiful woman like you."
He took the older woman's hand and let her lead him.
James thought their might be something wrong with him as he appreciated the older woman's beauty.
Her hair was an outrageous vibrant green color and her eyes were a dark brown like his own.
Her body had the same graceful maturity his aunt and mother had. She was a normal woman who was the same height as himself.
Her figure wasn't as outlandish as everyone else he had seen in the world, but she still had sexy sway to her hips that enticed James.
As they began dancing, James took the lead once again. This seemed to amuse and embarrass the Duchess at the same time.
Her voice was sultry but wasn't forced and James could hear exhaustion in it.
"Prince James, you may have already suspected my intentions but I'm here to ask for a spot on your quota."
James thought for a second.
'I might have a milf addiction..'
"Okay, you got it."
Lady Gina kept talking, trying to persuade him.
"I have no children of my own and I need an heir.. I know this may be difficult to say yes because I'm already past my prime, but I can give you-"
Her voice trailed off in the middle of her prepared speech.
"Did you just agree? Just like that? For an old woman like me??"
She seemed completely blown away by his agreement.
"Yep just like that, Lady Gina. I wasn't lying earlier when I called you a beautiful woman."
"B-but Prince James! You should think this through, when your quota starts in a few years I'll be older and more unappealing. You should be saving these precious spots for younger girls!"
James laughed at her sudden flip. She was now trying to stop him from accepting her request.
"Lady Gina, I already said yes so you can't back out that easily. I won't let you."
As the lead dancer in the pair James pulled her close and breathed the last words into her ear.
He felt the woman shuddering against him as a chill ran through her body.
"But your quota.. you didn't even let me buy it from you. You get nothing out of this.."
James kept talking in her ear and he could see a blush starting to shoot down her neck.
"That's not true, I'm getting you all to myself. And you should stop worrying about my quota spots, my tool is far more active than other mens."
James saw goosebumps cover her arms as he continued.
"Queen Anastasia gave me permission to start early, so it won't be a few years before I take you. You should prepare Lady Gina, I'll be coming for you soon."
James pulled his head back up and started gripping the mature woman's body more suggestively. His hands slid down to her hip and back to her ass, giving it a firm squeeze.
The Duchess seemed to be mute as they finished their dance and James bade farewell. She reminded him of a tomato as he left, a bright red face with her green hair.
James made his back to the table and chatted with his family for awhile until someone cleared their throat behind him.
He turned to see one of the Troth sisters. He still didn't know who was who as she held out her hand.
James was preparing to decline when Violet stopped him. She gave him a look that begged him to accept.
Sighing he listened to the request for a dance.
"Prince James, I am Lady Lily Troth. Would you accept my invitation to dance?"
'This smells like trouble…'