Dance

Stelon smiled uneasily as Larkin took her hand in his and placed his hand on her waist, searching desperately for Miraye, Farrago, Imera...anyone to give her a reason to step away from the Shrike as he pulled her close. She blushed furiously as Larkin noticed her desperate search.

"Is there someone out there I should be aware of?"

She blushed and slowly gave up her search, returning her eyes to Larkin and gazing at him a few moments, concentrating on keeping her voice steady as she slowly replied.

"No...no, there's no one..."

She let herself smile at him and slowly reached her hand up, letting it rest tentatively on his shoulder as she tried not to let his looks entice and ensnare her. The music played, slowly, beautifully, and surely as Larkin began to lead her in a wonderfully captivating dance.

As they twirled throughout the ballroom, she slowly began to feel a bit more at ease with the Shrike, even daring to let her eyes creep up and look at his wonderfully vivid ones. He was indeed charming, and quite a graceful dancer. She tried to let herself enjoy the dance and his company. He was a very attractive man, and her nervous smile gradually became more genuine as time wore on.

Larkin smiled at her, knowing there must be something else to the girl than she was revealing. He would find out eventually. That much he knew. Still smiling at the girl as she grew to be more at ease, they continued their dance amid the crowded floor.