Third POV

"Baby, there will be a dance at the banquet, do you need me to do anything to help you prepare?"

Eleanor looks at him in surprise.

"Want to dance at the banquet?"

Enzo becomes stunned for a moment, and then says, "Of course there will be dancing at the banquet."

"Ah? Yes, yes?" She averts her eyes. "I just haven't attended this for too long, so I forgot."

Enzo frowns, saying in a very flat voice, "In any case, please prepare well, Eleanor."

Eleanor once again looks at the necklace in her hand, when she opens it, a burst of brilliance flashes. "Hmm," she sighs. "Now you can...