Harry gawped at him. The words sent him staggering, so surprising it took a moment for him to even feel the anger they aroused. "A harlot!? How dare you! I haven’t been flirting with anyone! I’ve been dancing, like you’re supposed to do at a ball! It’s not my fault I haven’t been dancing with you – you’re the one who disappeared to go kiss arse with all the politicians and leave me alone, on my birthday, looking like an idiot whose own fiancé isn’t even interested in him!"