Zora’s POV
I was used to the dreams where I had extraordinary powers or the ones where I fantasized about things that I would never do on an ordinary day but this time I found myself in a magnificent ballroom, its walls adorned with intricate golden designs, and the air rich with the scent of fresh roses. The room was a sea of elegant people, their attire a dazzling array of silk and lace, all aglow in the soft, golden light that streamed from the crystal chandeliers.
The enchanting melodies of the orchestra beckoned me to the dance floor, where I was met by the magnetic presence of Lucian. As he took my hand and we began to dance, his eyes bore into mine with an intensity that held me captive. His voice, low and seductive, brushed against my ear, sending delightful shivers down my spine
