Chosen Mate Of The Beastmen Empire

Chapter 31 Chapter 31

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Instead of kissing Nyx's hand, Coleman put his fist over his chest, which was an ancient noble courtesy of the Beastmen Empire, reserved only for showing one's respect to beautiful Females,

Nyx wasn't familiar with such a courtesy; she simply found Coleman's every move pleasing to the eye. It was the first time she had encountered a mature man, and she finally got why men like him were so attractive.

She greeted him with a smile, nodding, "Hello, Mr. Sherwin. I'm Nyx."

Coleman seemed surprised that she'd greet him; she was the first Female with such a friendly personality he had met. His gaze softened as he nodded slightly. "Hello to you, too, Ms. Voss. What an honor to meet you."

The sense of crisis weighed on Zayne's heart even more as he noticed their friendly interaction; with a slightly solemn expression, he moved a few steps imperceptibly to distance the two.

Coleman seemed unfazed by his looming hostility, remaining personable. Upon hearing Nyx was learning ballroom dancing for the court ball a month later, he smiled, complimenting, “The fact that the royal family extends an invitation to you says how outstanding you are."

Hearing this, Nyx waved her hand humbly. The butterfly ornaments on the cuff of her dress swayed with her movements, attracting Coleman's attention.

He praised, “Soff's new dress looks amazing on you, but in my opinion, only a specially tailored dress can match you. If you will give me a chance, I'd like to make one for you."

Couture was Coleman's true field of work, as opposed to the occasional tutoring job when he was bored. Born with artistic cells and the excellent education he had received, he had a superior aesthetic. In earlier years, he designed clothes as a hobby, and after his family's comedown, he continued to make a living from it.

His style of clothing design was unique and widely sought after, and he became the top costume designer in the Empire early on. Now, he was basically retired, seldom taking orders.noveldrama

People came to his door every day for clothes design, yet he wouldn't relent despite their status or the money they offered. He only made exceptions for those who inspired him.

The fact that such a wayward designer had offered to design for Nyx signified his great admiration for her. Wearing Coleman's custom-made dress to the Court ball was an honor that everyone envied. Zayne always prioritized Nyx's interest, and of course, he wouldn't refuse such a good thing for her.

Unlike Zayne, Nyx was clueless about Coleman's position in the industry and thought he was just a fashion designer pitching her to take care of his business. She nodded without hesitation, smiled at him, and encouraged him, “I believe in your aesthetic."

Coleman was slightly stunned as he suddenly realized that she might not know how famous or important he was, which made her trust in him all the more precious. The gaze he fell on her therefore turned more amazed and softer.

After the pleasantries, the teaching began as it was 3:00. Soon, Coleman's expression became obviously more serious, but overall, he was still gentle, nodding occasionally to encourage Nyx and praising her generously.

The ballroom dancing on this planet wasn't much different from that on Earth-two people would partner off and dance, and there were other types such as many people holding together.

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Zayne was Nyx's dance partner. After learning their own basic dance moves, they tried to practice together. Although they had held hands plenty of times already, the second he held her hand, she still shrank a little nervously, gently shivering.

He was so well-built and large-boned that he could almost envelop her completely. As their bodies were so close to each other, his masculinity mixed with the sense of aggression overwhelmed her.

She subconsciously looked away from his chiseled face, her mind in turmoil; though she had memorized the steps, she accidentally got a few beats wrong, stumbling slightly.

Coleman was an experienced and responsible teacher who pointed out his students' problems right to the point. Yet, now in the face of her clumsy dancing, he didn't say a word; instead, he held his breath and chose not to disturb her.

The atmosphere became increasingly subtle and intimate between the two dancing. In the next second, Nyx met Zayne's eyes. Caught off guard by the intense affection in his gaze, she flustered.

Suddenly, he picked her up by her waist and whirled around. It was supposed to be a difficult move, but with his strong arms, his every movement was calm and steady. She subconsciously trusted him so much that she didn't panic at all.

All she felt was his large palms resting on her waist, so scorching that almost burned her skin. Before she realized it, her feet landed on the floor again, and they held each other tightly. She looked up at him, her eyes twinkling.

Coleman watched them in silence, almost having an illusion that she was like the pure moon, being held by Zayne reverently.

As a middle-aged Male who had always been gentle, Coleman maintained a dignified posture and a composed expression, but he actually was in a very complicated mood at the moment.

The two clearly reveled in their display of affection, which made Coleman envious; though he had dated a lot of women and was married, he had never experienced such an intimate moment.

That was right-Coleman was married. Zayne's wariness against him was unnecessary, as he didn't harbor any inappropriate feelings for Nyx. He was nearly 400 years old, and in his eyes, she was just a lovely young Female, a junior.

At first, he thought Zayne wasn't appreciated by his matron, which explained why Zayne was so wary and hostile to him. Bu seeing Nyx dancing with Zayne and trusting him with all her heart, he finally realized he had made a big mistake in judgment.

On top of that, he was amazed by how special Nyx was; he almost wondered if her existence was real.

After all, Females in the Empire were mostly used to being courted by Males. They took Males' flattery for granted but almost had no feelings for Males at all. Other Females viscerally feared and loathed every Male, always staying away from Males.

The big contrast made it hard for him to not be jealous of Zayne, and the torture only grew more unbearable as he saw the two dancing together.

Unfortunately, the lesson would last 2 hours. He could analyze the chemistry between the two with ease at first, but as time passed by, he was gradually losing his cool.

Then he couldn't help but start to compare the way he got along with his matron with that of Zayne and Nyx. The more he thought about it, the pitier he felt for himself.

He had always been the subject of his friends' envies, for his matron had been with him for years and would still soothe him mentally regularly.

She might favor those young Males more, but there was always a place for him at home-he was as happy as a Male could

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Finally, what felt like an eternity passed, and he practically sprung to his feet, wanting to flee away. Before he left, he friended Nyx and made an appointment with her to have her dress tailored.

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Looking into her pure and bright eyes when she said bye to him, he couldn't help but sigh deep down, wishing she were his daughter; if so, he'd treat her as the apple of his eye, offering her everything he had. Meanwhile, Nyx felt something off about the way Coleman was looking at her-it was as if his gaze was filled with fatherly affection. She figured it was all in her head and shook her head, trying to shake off the feeling.

She certainly learned a lot from Coleman's lesson and became much more confident, believing that if she practiced every day from now on, she wouldn't be a joke at the upcoming Court ball.

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In a wonderful mood, she ate more than usual at that day's dinner. Feeling a bit stuffed, she went for a walk in the courtyard, hoping to see the little furry kitten again.