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to talk with the next group of people.
    “Who is he?” Arianna asked.
    “Lord Winter,” Devin replied. “He runs the
Triclan City north of here, and he is a good friend of your
grandfather’s.”
    “Why did the young man with him keep staring
at me?” Arianna asked. Devin didn’t reply. “It seemed like he knew
who I was.”
    “Don’t worry about it,” Devin replied. “If
anyone suspected, it would be him. He probably does know.”
    “But we’re wearing masks,” she added. Devin
shrugged again. “How come Lord Winter seems to know everyone even
if they’re disguised?”
    “His sense of smell is great,” Devin
explained as the music changed. Arianna turned to the orchestra.
She recognized the tune as the melody began. It was the same song
the jewelry box was playing earlier in her room. Somewhere in her
memory, she could recall hearing the song before.
    “This song,” Arianna began, as she looked
across the room to her grandfather. “It has words, doesn’t it?”
    “Yes,” Devin replied. “Would you like to
dance?”
    Arianna shook her head no. “I don’t know how
to dance like that.” She pointed to the people on the floor
waltzing to the song.
    “If you can remember this song, you should
remember how much you loved to dance to it,” Devin replied.
“Besides, it’s easy for the girl. You just follow my lead.” Arianna
tried to protest more, but being unwilling to let go of Devin’s arm
in the large crowd of people, she had no choice but to dance with
him.
    Devin led her to the middle of the dance
floor. He placed his hand lightly on Arianna waist. Arianna’s heart
began beating faster. Standing so close to a cute boy who had
actually asked her to dance made her a bit dizzy. Hesitantly,
Arianna responded by placing her hand on his shoulder. As he
whispered directions in her ear and gently directed her with his
grasp, Arianna began to slowly remember dancing to the same tune
many years before. Devin easily maneuvered them between the people
as they joined the large group twirling around the dance floor.
Though only able to catch slight glimpses of her grandfather, the
happiness within him seemed to overflow as he grinned at the pair
dancing.
    “You said my senses would increase,” Arianna
began, as they continued dancing. “But I also seem to feel what
other people are feeling now.” Devin remained silent. “Like the old
man over there dancing with the woman in the tight red dress. He is
overly happy to be dancing with her, and she’s bored to death. Or
the balding man across the room by the hors d’oeuvres table. He
isn’t hungry but trying to waste time. He is nervous about
something.” Arianna paused to wait for a reply Devin would not
give. “Why do I feel these things?”
    “That will take much longer to explain.
Let’s just say, for now, it was something you inherited from your
father’s side of the family,” Devin replied. “Gabriel could
probably tell you more.” Arianna nodded, though she hadn’t gotten
the explanation she wanted.
    At the end of the song, Arianna quickly
turned to her grandfather who was beginning to stand. The rustle of
fabric caught her attention as a girl, who could be Arianna’s
long-lost twin, rose and stood beside the older man.
    “Look familiar?” Devin asked, as he stood
next to Arianna, staring at the pair. Arianna didn’t have time to
reply as Lord Randolph stood on the edge of the platform, and
rapped his walking stick three times on the top step. The room
hushed at the sound, and everyone dancing moved closer to the
platform, forcing Devin and Arianna into the crowd of people. Devin
placed his hands around her waist to keep her from being pulled
farther away from him. Arianna felt herself blushing, but didn’t
want to be separated from him either.
    “I’d like to begin by welcoming everyone
tonight to this special occasion. It has been ten, long years since
my granddaughter was given to her adoptive parents to raise, but
I’ve