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[~echo~]

(Nooooo )

His heart fluttered and he smiled. "I would, most certainly, but... I'm not much of a dancer..."

[CrimsonMoon]

(NUUUUUUS XD U SHALL NOT DEFEAT ME TECNOLOGY!!!!)

She smiles and bobs fainty, her blue skirts rustling faintly," I'll teach you, sir Stormhaven, it's easy," Monica leads him back toward the most open part of the banquet hall where dancers were spinning gracefully and dizzyingly... Familar reddish hair appeared, Well.. If Rorik could do it..

[CrimsonMoon]

[~echo~]

"If you insist, my lady," he said, unsure of himself. This was actually normal for him because the only time that he was actually sure of himself was when he was in his forge. Even then, his father's constant scrutiny was enough to make him nervous even there.

[CrimsonMoon]

Monica smiles and pauses just in front of the spectators," Remember, put your hand on my waist, i'll put mine on your shoulder and... We hold hands with our free ones.. But you already knew that, huh? Silly me," she laughs lightly, her fingers interlacing with his," we'll wait for a slow song.."

[~echo~]

Adreif looked around nervously, self-consciously, before putting his hand on her waist and waiting with her for a slow song to begin playing. A few seconds after the lively song before, a slow-timed waltz began to sound from the private orchestra.

[CrimsonMoon]

" ah, perfect, come," Monica smiles at him and gently leads him oto the floor, easily stepping to the song," Just listen... Ah, sorry for being so bossy," she giggles

[~echo~]

Adreif actually showed surprising grace and was careful not to step on the lady's feet. "No worries. I hardly noticed."

[CrimsonMoon]

Monica smiles and squeezes his hand gently, humming quietly to the song for awhile before whispering," You're much better than you give yourself credit for, sir Stormhaven," she tilts her head, her wonderfully black hair flowing in that braid like water," And you seem very kind... And hard working, your hands are not as soft as some others... It's clear you got here by working, yes?"

[~echo~]

He nodded, thinking quickly. "My father and I run a business in the nearby town of Threia- some servants went to the markets there and saw my business skills. I can perhaps start a business here and make it to aihar status."

[CrimsonMoon]

" From your charm, i can see that won't be hard," she giggles softly, spinning out ofhis hands once at a certainflourish of notes before stepping back ito his arms

[~echo~]

Adreif grinned. "Well, thank you. Perhaps your father can buy from me."

[CrimsonMoon]

" Perhaps, but... What is it you said you sold?" She tilts her head faintly and hums quietly, her gorgeous green eyes never leaving his. They sparkled faintly in the changing light, and the way the candles made her skin seem een more flawless... She was like the most perfect statue Rorik could ever dare to make...

[~echo~]

"I sell many things," he said. "Cloths, tea from distant countries, many products. I am a general merchant," he explained further.

[CrimsonMoon]

" Ah... The competition must be fierce," she reasons softly, smiling the whole while

[~echo~]

"Sometimes," he said, "but in a town like mine, the business you get from customers is tougher."

[CrimsonMoon]

" oh? How does that work?" She asks, looking a bit puzzled.

-TIME . SKIP-~

When they were both breathless from dancing, they finally exited the dance floor and Monica lead him to one of the many curtained off areas lining the halls. Many of the rooms occupied by young couples or old couples or just people laughing or talking buisness...

Monica gracefully sat down on a love seat after sliding the curtain closed so they were seperated but still could see figures through the dim honey gold fabric. Monica leaned back and smiles at him from beneath the raven mask," sir Stormhaven, you put up quite a fight..." She muses

[~echo~]

Adreif smiled. That had been one of the best nights of his life and he gazed at her through his elegant mask. "Why, thank you," he said with a smile.

[CrimsonMoon]

She laughs in a wonderfully breathless voice," Stormhaven... May i just call you Adwoaf?"

[~echo~]

"Of course," he grinned. "I would be all but honored for you to call me that."