Chapter 217: The Dance 3
Prince Reuben, who was still recovering from the exhalirating experience of watching a uniquely executed dance, was in a daze.
Alaric exhaled sharply, then, with full confidence, he stepped in front of Lara.
"May I have the honor of sharing this dance with you?" Alaric inquired, his voice serious, smooth, and deep, betraying a hint of anticipation. He leaned forward in a graceful bow, his dark hair catching the soft glow of the hundred candles that hung in the petal- like holders of the chandelier above them. It framed his face, eyes sparkling with genuine admiration. The air around them shimmered with an electric energy, transforming the moment into something truly enchanting.
As Lara processed his words, her eyes widened in astonishment. A warm smile spread across her face, and she gracefully nodded her head, a spark of excitement dancing in her gaze.
This was technically her first dance as Lara Norse. The practice session with her brothers earlier did not count at all.
If she wanted to spend her first dance with a partner, she would rather share it with Prince Alaric instead of Reuben.
Alaric approached the musicians, a string quartet that played the lute and the vielle, and asked them to play a lively song in the galliard style, which had been introduced by traveling merchants a few years ago and was gaining popularity in the capital.
Ari had studied her movements and decided the best accompanying music would be for a galliard-style dance.
When the string quartet started plucking their lutes and the vielle (a fiddle-like instrument), a piece of lively music filled the air. Lara asked the quartet to finish one round of the music before she locked gazes with Alaric and moved gracefully to the far end of the banquet hall, so they would be facing their audience.