35.| Center Of The Stage

Yuè froze, dual colored eyes wide in shock and he looked around to see if there was possibly a mistake. He knew it was not with the amount of people who turned to him. 

Swallowing, his eyes shot to Emery before he made his way over to the woman on still legs. Why could he not have a night to simply not be the center of attention. He did not wish to be here, and now this. The earlier anxiety from before was back tenfold, causing his heart to thud painfully against his ribcage. Or perhaps that was due to the tightness of the corset. 

Stepping up onto the stage, Yuè eyed the woman warily, trying to block out the hundreds of eyes that burned holes in his skin. He was no special guest, he felt more like an exotic animal that they were all fascinated to see. 

"Tell us a little about yourself, Yuè. And what made you wear this delicious looking gown?" The woman asked him, her hands clasped behind her back.