The Incubus System Chapter 984. A High Class Prostitute With Some Kick-ass Power

The Incubus System Chapter 984. A High Class Prostitute With Some Kick-ass Power

Couples began to take their partners' hands, inviting them to dance. It was a sight both enchanting and strange to me. Their dance was unlike anything I had seen before. Being serpents, their movements were fluid and sinuous. It was a far cry from the structured and rhythmic dances of humans. Their bodies moved with both mesmerizing and otherworldly. Watching them, I felt a sense of surrealism, as if I had stepped into a scene from a historical romance story. It was beautiful and almost unreal, a moment frozen in time.

I stood there, observing with a mixture of fascination and disbelief. ‘Wow, this is the first time I've seen something like this,’ I thought in amazement. But, of course, I held back any visible expression of my wonder. I had to act cool, and show that I was used to such scenes. At least, that was what I told myself. Inside, though, I was nervous. This was very different from the demon world, from the wild, unrestrained celebrations I was used to. This party was too formal, too structured and there were many rules in this kingdom that I didn't know.

My mind drifted to Mia. I had never seen her dance like this. The only dance I had witnessed was her teasing, seductive striptease. This, however, was a different kind of elegance. I couldn't help but wonder how she would look, moving with the same as the others. The thought intrigued me, made me yearn to see her in this light.

Around me, the nobles continued to move and sway, their expressions a mix of joy and reverence. The hall, with its high ceilings and grand chandeliers, seemed to amplify the sense of occasion. The polished marble floors reflected the dancers, creating an illusion of a shimmering sea. Everything about this scene was a contrast to my past as a commoner. It was a place filled with opulence and tradition, of rituals that spoke of centuries-old customs, a display of wealth and status. Yet, I was here, in the midst of it all, trying to play my part.

"Damian, are you alright?" Mia’s voice pulled me from my thoughts. She had noticed my momentary distraction, her eyes filled with concern.

"Just taking it all in. It’s a lot to absorb,” I replied, still scanning the room.

“Shall we dance?”  she asked me again.

I turned to her, tilting my head in mild surprise. "Don't we need to talk to your sister?" I asked.

“Yes,” she replied, “but since the ceremony has started and the event is in progress, we can’t get close to her right now.” She explained, her eyes flicking toward her sister, Queen Zalira.

I followed her gaze to Zalira, who sat regally on the throne, watching the proceedings with a composed and almost detached demeanor. The guards stood around her. It was clear she didn’t plan to leave the throne or mingle with the guests anytime soon. Instead, she seemed content to observe and enjoy the event from her elevated position.

My attention was drawn to the elf standing by her side. Unlike the other guards, his presence was commanding and exuded a sense of authority. He was clearly of a higher rank, and something about him caught my interest. His level and his Mana flow radiated holy power, a distinct and unsettling energy that reminded me of demon hunters.

[Name: Elros Sunblade]

[Level: 46]

Elros stood with an air of quiet confidence, his eyes scanning the room with a keen awareness. I knew I had to be cautious around him.

“Who is that person?” I asked Mia in a low voice, my eyes lingering on the imposing elf by Zalira’s side. My guess was that he was one of Zalira's guards, but I noticed something peculiar. Most of her guards were from the serpent tribe, yet Elros was an elf. That stood out to me, and I couldn’t shake the feeling that there was more to this than met the eye.

“Elros,” Mia replied, her voice equally low. “He is my sister’s trusted royal guard and her mating period partner.” She said it so matter-of-factly that it took a moment for the words to sink in.

A subtle frown appeared on my face. “So he is kind of the same as me?” I stated, trying to piece it together.

Mia glanced at me, her expression unreadable. “No. A mating period partner is not the same as a boyfriend or even a friend with benefits. Their position is much lower than that. They don’t have any relationship, just a kind of master and servant. No strings attached. There are no feelings involved in their relationship.”

“So he’s some kind of prostitute?” I assumed, my voice carrying a hint of incredulity.

Mia rolled her eyes at me and gave me a stern look. “Words, Damian.”

I pressed my lips together and gave her a look that said, “Okay, I get it.” Internally, though, I couldn’t help but think, ‘A high class prostitute then, with some kick-ass power,’ I thought. I decided not to say anything more on the subject.

“So? Shall we dance?” Mia requested me once again, and despite the weight of the conversation, I knew she was right. Dancing would help us blend in and maintain appearances. Plus, it would give us something to do while we waited for an opportunity to speak with Zalira. And maybe… I could use this opportunity to get Zalira’s attention.

Before we joined the dance hall, I paused and turned to Mia, a thought lingering in my mind. “Mia, although your sister already has Elros, I can still seduce her, right?”

Mia’s eyes twinkled with amusement as she replied, “Yes, Damian. Like I said, they aren’t in any relationship.”

I let out a relieved breath. “Great, I just don’t want to snatch another person’s woman.”

Mia smiled and teased, “That’s definitely a strange logic considering your status.”

I chuckled, shaking my head. “Thanks for reminding me.”

Mia laughed softly, her eyes full of warmth.