William's POV :
I pushed through the crowd looking for Iliora.
The music was too loud and the lights kept flashing and everyone was packed together like sardines.
I spotted her finally on the far side of the dance floor. She was laughing with some guy who had his arm around her waist.
"Iliora," I called.
She turned and her face lit up. "William! Hi!"
She was drunk. Very drunk.
"We're leaving," I said.
"But I'm having fun."
"Roman said it's time to go."
She pouted but let me guide her away from the guy. "You're no fun."
"Where's Sarah?"
"Over there." She pointed vaguely toward the bar. "With the cute bartender."
I steered Iliora through the crowd toward the bar. Sarah was leaning against it talking to the bartender and laughing too loud.
"Sarah," I said.
She turned and blinked at me. "Oh. Hi William. You're here."
"I'm taking you both home."
"I don't wanna go home." She pouted. "I'm having fun."
"It's not a request."
