Sovereign Devotion

The golden chandeliers shone brilliantly overhead as the orchestra began to play. The first notes of a grand waltz filled the air, signaling the commencement of the most anticipated tradition of the night—the first dance.

The ball had already been the most watched event in history, but now, with over six billion people watching, this moment would be carved into history.

Before the heirs were allowed to take the floor, tradition dictated that the most powerful figures in the world would dance first.

Lucian Vasiliev, the King of Kings, the man who sat at the very top of the world's wealth and power, turned to his wife, Valeria Raventhorn, the Queen of Shadows, the most feared woman in the underground world.

With a slight bow, he extended his hand.

💬 "May I have this dance, my Queen?"

Valeria's lips curled into a dangerous smile as she placed her hand in his.

The world watched in awe as the rulers of the Raventhorn and Vasiliev empire stepped onto the dance floor. He, the man who ruled with brilliance and dominance. She, the woman who painted the world in blood and silence. Together, they moved with effortless grace, a reminder to all why they sat on the highest throne.

But they were not the only ones.

As the music swelled, the other sovereigns of the world followed suit.

💠 The head of the Blackwood family, Vincent's father, walked onto the dance floor with Vincent's mother, the former Miss Universe. Though the world knew her as a beauty queen, tonight, she was not just a symbol of elegance—but of power.

💠 The leaders of the 3rd, 4th, and 5th richest families joined, their movements polished from years of aristocratic training.

💠 The King of Europe, the Prince of the Middle East, and the Emperor of Asia, all danced with their wives, each step a declaration of their dominance.

This was not just a waltz.

This was a show of power.

A reminder to the world that these were the people who dictated the fate of nations.

And after they had finished—

It was the heirs' turn.