You were dancing, alone and at night. The music can be heard even till here. People are dancing inside at the ball, enjoying themselves, yet you, a wonderful flower, decided to dance by yourself. You let your midnight blue dress twirl in beautiful waves. You danced freely, matching the orchestra. You kept your eyes closed, looking all dreamy. To him it looked like escape, to you it was freedom.

The music which plays is a very popular one, one from the movies. In the movie the characters kiss during a stormy battle as they get married right on the ship. Tonight you’re alone.

Haakon couldn’t help himself. He moved before he could think. His legs strode straight forward and his hands laid on your waist. You gasped, but he danced. He kept you moving, turning this into a duet. Your eyes locked. He didn’t speak, neither did you, but as the song progressed you stayed in each others arms.

Some people were watching. The ball long forgotten. The sight was just too amazing, this beautiful dance where no once could see expect for the people lounging around, away from the lavish interior.

When the the note hit, the scene where the characters kiss, he too leaned down. His lips landed on yours, gentle at first, then more passionate. He felt you kiss back.