Dance 1: with Cassian Ellis
Phoebe’s cheeks flushed at his response to her deserving to be admired. She couldn’t help but feel a growing sense of admiration for this intriguing gentleman. “Your words are too kind, Sir,” Phoebe replied with a soft blushing smile. “It is refreshing to meet someone who appreciates the quieter moments amidst the grandeur of the ball. Your presence has certainly brought a sense of warmth to this corner.”
Phoebe felt a surge of warmth spread through her as Cassian quickly took her hand in his, effortlessly signing his name on her dance card. As he proceeded to the dance floor, leading her with him, she couldn’t help be captivated by his decisive actions and charm. Focusing on him was drawing her into the enchantment of the evening and not fretting over her location or any eyes that watched her.
“Ah, my apologies,” Phoebe replied, realising her mistake of not making an introduction and internally scolded herself to be better. She knew this, this was customary.“How remiss of me to forget the introduction. I am Phoebe Willoughby, delighted to make your acquaintance, sir.” There was a slight pause of hesitation before she asked, “Would you be so willing as to share your name, sir?”
As they glided across the dance floor, Phoebe felt a renewed sense of confidence and excitement. “You have quite the talent for making a lady feel at ease, sir,” Phoebe remarked with her voice filled with genuine appreciation. Then as she watched him, her curiosity got the better of her. “Please tell me, as I can’t help but wonder what adventures and stories lie behind those captivating eyes of yours?”
@CerealKiller - Cassian