Lucius pulled back from Narcissa, and let his face drop its fixed expression to reveal something far more feral and sinister.
"Bella," he said, and he slowed his dance movements with Narcissa, "You know I am interested," he said, licking his lips slightly and leaned in towards her, "What do I need to do to get you to tell me?" and he glanced at his beautiful wife, "May I leave you, to dance with her?"