After the waltz, Tyrus leads Cleo back to Alexander.
"Thanks, Tyrus," Cleo says, with a smile. Tyrus grins, in return.
"No problem," he says. He turns, and finds Alexander still glaring at him.
"Did you have fun, Romeo?" Alexander spats, venomously.
"Look," Tyrus says, "I get it. You don't want anyone flirting with your girlfriend. I understand and respect that, but can I just be friends with her? She's the first vampire I've met, aside from my parents."
After a minute, Alexander's expression softens, slightly. Then, he sighs. "Fine, but if you even think about..."
"Trust me, I won't," says Tyrus, before he turns to Cleo, with a smile. "If he's ever busy, and you need a dance partner, you know who to call."
"Sure, Tyrus," Cleo replies.
After a while, the Crown Prince glances over at Alexander, and is surprised to find the slightest hint of a respectful smile gracing the vampire's features.