Look, it's true, rare breeds are everywhere. It doesn't matter if you're part of high society or the low; as long as you have two eyes, a nose, and a mouth, there's fundamentally not much difference between people. Especially among women, all kinds of eccentricities abound in aristocratic families; they just hide it better. Just look at them now, their eyes gleaming with wolfish light, as if they can't wait to get their hands on these two peerless beauties to see if they're really all that.
However, just when everyone was excitedly anticipating the next part of the evening, there was no next part. They were bitterly disappointed.
Dammit, how arrogant can someone be? There was someone just now bowing and asking for a dance, and even if you're taking her away, at least say something. Now what's the situation? He just lifts his foot, turns around and walks away with the beauty in his arms—how could they not be distressed enough to tear their hair out?
