The smile spread across Magnus's face and he stepped toward her, lifting his hand to hold hers as she spun around on light feet. He loved when she danced, loved the merry glee with which she moved her body to the music, lighting up the room and spreading joy to everyone fortunate enough to be near.
Back then, her enthusiasm had been enough to get even him, all left feet and uncoordinated limbs, to join the fray. It was awkward and no doubt painful at first, but she patiently taught him how to let the tune carry his movement. He had never been good at it, though.
But things had changed...as time had a habit of doing. Now as he stepped into her dance, he did so seamlessly, melting into the rhythm as their individual motions combined perfectly. It had taken him years of frustrating practice to master the ability...but he had been determined that should he ever be given the opportunity to dance with her again, he would never hesitate for even a moment.
[color=#7CD98A]"I will dance with you whenever and wherever you choose." [/color]
He had no doubt someone would take notice of who they were...it was foolish to think otherwise. Tongues would wag...but that was inevitable. Besides, it was high time Eularia took back her power.
Of course, he wasn't a fool, either. He'd glamour her...if for no other reason than to help keep her safe. A queen in a crowded festival was an easy target. He wanted her to forget her troubles...but that didn't mean he could. Luckily, he had also practiced the art of being extremely alert while looking completely carefree.
He swept her into a lift and then back down into his arms, a small voice in the back of his mind pushing him to make sure the movement was smoother than really was necessary.
[color=#7CD98A]"This is a celebration - we should experience as much of it as we can."[/color] There would be celebrating done in private, later. Now, though, was the time for soaking up as much of the festive atmosphere as possible.
Back then, her enthusiasm had been enough to get even him, all left feet and uncoordinated limbs, to join the fray. It was awkward and no doubt painful at first, but she patiently taught him how to let the tune carry his movement. He had never been good at it, though.
But things had changed...as time had a habit of doing. Now as he stepped into her dance, he did so seamlessly, melting into the rhythm as their individual motions combined perfectly. It had taken him years of frustrating practice to master the ability...but he had been determined that should he ever be given the opportunity to dance with her again, he would never hesitate for even a moment.
[color=#7CD98A]"I will dance with you whenever and wherever you choose." [/color]
He had no doubt someone would take notice of who they were...it was foolish to think otherwise. Tongues would wag...but that was inevitable. Besides, it was high time Eularia took back her power.
Of course, he wasn't a fool, either. He'd glamour her...if for no other reason than to help keep her safe. A queen in a crowded festival was an easy target. He wanted her to forget her troubles...but that didn't mean he could. Luckily, he had also practiced the art of being extremely alert while looking completely carefree.
He swept her into a lift and then back down into his arms, a small voice in the back of his mind pushing him to make sure the movement was smoother than really was necessary.
[color=#7CD98A]"This is a celebration - we should experience as much of it as we can."[/color] There would be celebrating done in private, later. Now, though, was the time for soaking up as much of the festive atmosphere as possible.
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