บท 45: First dance (2)
The next song that began to play was one befitting for the waltz.
Even amongst the other couples on the dancefloor they were the center of attention, just as Dario had predicted.
He had his large hand lightly placed on Amelias waist as they slowly began to move to the music. He was surprisingly good at dancing. Although a bit tense his technique indicated that he had gotten quite a bit of practice.
This was was strange to Amelia considering that most claimed that he had been a commoner before being given his title. There was no way that someone could master the noble dances in only two years...
She found herself becoming curious.
She wanted to indulge in this newfound inquisitiveness but the stares from the people surrounding the dancefloor that burned in the back of her head made it difficult for her to focus on anything besides what she was currently doing.
As to not become overwhelmed by the attention she tried to focus fully on the dance and nothing else.
Initially it was difficult to keep up as she was by no means an experienced dancer and all her efforts went towards not stumbling or stepping on the duke's feet. But after a while her body began to insticivly respond to the music's rythm and she could start to relax.
Even though they hadn't previously practiced together they were synchronized in their steps, in a way that it was almost effortless. Her feet became increasingly light as they moved across the floor and suddenly the stares from the people around her weren't as bothersome.
Lifting her eyes she took the opportunity that the dance offered to properly get a look at Dario's face. In doing so realised that she had avoided meeting his eyes to the extent that his features still appeared unfamiliar to her.
He was handsome, not in the sense that nobles usually valued but rather in a rugged, intimidating sort of way. He had strong jawline, high nose bridge and deep set eyes that gave off an imposing impression that was only amplified by the scar running across his brow.
It was a strange combination seeing such a man being clad in the most high-end of apparel while leading her in the waltz. But somehow this incongruity married together, making it difficult for Amelia to tear her eyes away from the man in front of her.
She only snapped out of her thoughts when she heard that the song was coming to an end. Their steps became slower and more basic before they stopped moving altogether along with the final tune of the orchestra. Amelia mirrored the duke's motion as he let go of her hand and took a step back, meeting his bow with a curtsy to signify the ending of their dance.
As he got closer again to escort her off the dancefloor he whispered:
"Moving on from that, now to the annoying part."
Amelia quickly realised what he meant. They had barely even taken a step off the dancefloor before a pompous looking man approached, or rather pounced on them.
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