Your hand is warm as Chaol holds it in his own, his own hand warm against your skin as his other hand holds your waist. Your feet move in harmony -- in sync. The room spins around the two of you as you waltz around Chaol's chambers. The world melted into nothing but the two of you, the only thoughts in either of your heads of nothing but each other. The faint sound of music coming from down the hall is what you danced to with the handsome man holding you in his arms. His shoulder is strong underneath your hand.

You never would have thought Chaol danced at all, let alone this well. You always assumed that since he's the Captain of the Guard, he wouldn't have time to learn something as petty as dancing. You were proved wrong, as usual. Though, it didn't bother you. It never really did. Not when it came down to things about Chaol.

You kept your gaze on each other. Chaol's gaze is filled with nothing but warmth, love, and adoration. You didn't want to look away from his brown eyes-- not that you ever could, especially when his eyes shone with gold in the sunlight.