Shana is accurate about the party, no one seems to genuinely like each other and I could see envy flashing in the eyes of the people that sucked up to Yanis.
"Mon cherie?" Mrs Nolan hurries up to us. "You do not mind if I am to borrow Yanis for a while, there's someone he has to meet."
Yanis narrows his eyes at her. "It better not be Lord Lumiere, I don't want his bloody castle."
"Yanis." His mom tries to cajole him. "We're distant family, we should try to help when they're in need, now come along."
Yanis pulls me into a hug, still grumbling in unhappiness.
"A castle can't be half bad" I pat his back.
"Yeah, until you're expected to live in it two weeks out of a year." He complains, striding after his mom. "I'll be right back."
I hum under my breath even though there is no way he can hear my affirmation, we were standing at one far end of the ball uninterested in socializing so it wasn't hard for me to move back a couple steps to lean against the wall.
