I walked
down the stairs towards the ballroom, my gown trailing behind me. My heels
clacked into the marble floor, my face covered with a mask. The crowd went
silent as I reached the end of the stairs, my hand letting go of the
balustrade.
“Ms. Charleston,“
I heard my name being announced.
The rest
fades out as the night begins. Socializing, dancing, taking a bite to eat here
and there. It wasn’t long before I found myself outside, wandering near the
garden.
I sat down
on one of the benches near the pond, moonlight shining down on the tranquil
waters. I’m left to my own piece of mind; the breeze keeping me cool and the
sound of crickets accompany me in my solitude.
“Good
evening.”
I startled,
looking behind me to see a guy with pale hair walking around the bench to sit
next to me. He’s clearly dressed for the party but I haven’t seen him anywhere
inside.
“Good
evening,” I stuttered out.
He looked
up to the sky, “It’s a beautiful night, isn’t it?”
“It is,” I
agreed and took my chance to study him. Pale gold hair with a strong jaw line
and high cheekbones, a slight wrinkle at the corner of his lips; laugh lines.
“So what
brings you here, milady?” I heard him ask.
I shrugged
lightly, “I needed a breather.”
“But you
could have done that in the balcony.” He pointed out.
I looked
back at the balcony, now slightly crowded before sighing out.
“I wanted
to get away from the crowd,” I confessed.
“Ah. Well
in that case, I’m avoiding the crowd as well.” He said smiling as he took a
seat next to me.
I looked at
him from the corner of my eyes, “I haven’t seen you anywhere inside.” I
remarked.
“But I have
seen you.” He said simply.
I raised my
eyebrows but didn’t comment, instead I discreetly observed him from the corner
of my eye.
“Ah, I see.
It seems like I have my own stalker then. Par
excellence, I suppose?” I teased.
“That would
be much of an exaggeration. I merely observed
the whole time.”
“Observing par excellence it is.” We both laughed;
low rich baritone and soft soprano tenor blending in the night.
I hear a
soft bark coming from my right, only to find a small puppy sitting down while
wagging his tail.
“Oh hello
there,” I leaned down to stroke its fur before picking him up and placing him
on my lap.
“Animals
attract to you?” My ‘observer’ asked.
“Either
that or I’m attracted to animals, but yes I suppose so.” I mused.
I was
silent afterwards, me stroking the little puppy and my ‘observer’ staring out
into the night, lost in our thoughts as the air breezes and made me shiver. I
heard some rustle and sudden warmth on my back. I felt my shoulder and
encountered with fabric.
“Oh thank
you.” I smiled gratefully when I see him without his tuxedo jacket, him smiling
back in answer
“Sire!” Our
small bubble got interrupted when the butler soon arrived.
“Yes?” He
looked up from the pond.
“Your
presence is required immediately in the ballroom.” He said and was responded
with a sigh.
“I’ll be
there soon.” The butler went back to the mansion. He stood up and offered his
hand to me.
“Well
milady, it seems that our small adventure is coming to an end.”
I take his
offered arm. “A shame, I quite liked this small adventure of ours.”
“I’m quite
sure that we would face another adventure soon. Until then.” We had reached the
French doors and getting closer to the ballroom.
“I suppose
I should give your jacket back now.” I started to take it off before handing it
to him.
“Until
then.” He smiled as he shrugged his jacket on before striding inside.
I made my
way inside and up the grand staircase, taking one last look at the party before
going outside, oblivious to the pair of eyes watching intently.
As I went
to pick my coat, the same butler from the pond arrived with a card in his hand.
“Miss, this
is for you.” He handed me the card as soon as I finished wearing my coat.
“Who is it
from?”
“I was told
to not give away any identity.”
(to be continued)
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