Chapter 3: Golden Dances
Authors Note: Ack I apologise in updating this fanfic so late, its just I have been busy in my HSC studying anyway here is chapter 3 for you all. Enjoy
Disclaimer: I do not own any J.M.Barrie character however I do own everyone else
Wendy Darling was the maiden in white talking happily with Sir James about the splendid performance of his play. She giggled lightly "I cannot believe how you managed to retrieve my young cousin Marie to play me!" Sir James smiled knowingly at her "I chose little Marietta to be you because she has that same imaginative and fiery spirit that you had at her age of nine" "but James I was twelve and a half" Wendy pointed out "who cares! The audience loved her" the playwright roared happily that the maiden had to laugh at his joy. "Sir James" a deep male voice interrupted their light conversation and Wendy turned her head to see the intruder.
She was quite surprised to see the owner of the voice was a young man with blonde hair, dressed in a mixture of his costume and black tuxedo. His costume was of Peter Pan and Wendy's heart started to beat fast when his gaze turned to her.
She noticed his eyes widen a bit before he shook his head and turned to his focus back on the playwright sitting down beside her. Wendy also noticed this young man had a far older man behind him dressed as…Mr Smee! Very well done in his costume, the maiden noted mentally to herself. Sir James peered up at the masked young man before him and his face broke into a big smile "why I know you! My good lad how are you going" he shook the lad's gloved hand.
The blonde young man smiled down at him "I guess I'm going alright…I apologise for not being able to make it to your play's show" he bowed and Sir James waved it away "doesn't matter good lad, I had my gracious co-writer with me" the playwright obviously meant Wendy who blushed at his compliment.
The blonde young man's turned back to the maiden and she curtsied "good evening sir" she spoke softly and he bowed back "good evening fair lady" before both caught each other's warm smile. Sir James obviously noticed this and said "my young lad why don't you ask my lovely acquaintance to a dance" he smiled happily.
Wendy turned to him alarmed she wanted to continue with their conversation "another time dear, another time" he whispered before pushing her gently forward. The maiden looked dumbfounded before turning to the young man, he too looked surprised.
Wendy was wondering what he was going to do until a familiar old woman's sing-song to her "oh niece! Would you please come over here," she sighed looking down before looking left. Standing not far from her with an arm wrapped around a masked young man's shoulder was of course her Aunt Millicent.
The masked young man looked like a younger version of Captain James Hook! Wendy shivered a bit and it wasn't from the cool breeze entering the gardens. She turned to the three men before her and curtsied apologetically "excuse me gentlemen" before leaving them and walking over to her aunt. The young Lord Banning stared after her and his caretaker and Sir James chuckled quietly to each other.
The blonde lad turned to them both folding his arms "what! Why are you laughing?" he asked them curious and a tad annoyed. Sir James smiled at him "ah my boy, you'll have to please her tight aunt first if you wish to be with her" the young man's eyebrows rose "you seriously think I like her" "its all in the eyes milad, all in the eyes" his caretaker patted his shoulder good-naturedly.
With Wendy, her Aunt Millicent was already introducing her to the masked man who smiled mysteriously at her. Wendy curtsied to him being polite before the masked stranger offered his hand to her, looking a bit surprised but not wanting to disappoint her aunt, Wendy placed her gloved hand onto his and with a smiling aunt behind her the maiden was lead to the large dance floor where many couples already danced.
While the two young adults danced around the floor, Wendy was growing slightly irritated by her dance partner's instant wooing and compliments. The maiden knew she would have to stop this matter immediately for both hers and his sake.
"Dear sir" she started "yes fair lady" the Captain Hook look-alike stared down at her with adoring eyes, she put on a polite smile and continued "do you not think this is highly improper speaking openly about your feelings for me" Wendy asked, the blueberry eyes of her partner widened "improper! I highly doubt it, you're aunt already approves of me, so I can speak on what's on my mind" the young man proclaimed loudly.
Wendy noticed he was causing a scene and bit her bottom lip 'oh dear' she thought embarrassedly. She gently touched her partner's face "um let us rest for a while, it seems your head isn't all together here" she smiled sweetly that instantly charmed the young Hook look-alike who nodded happily "of course sweet one".
Meanwhile the young Lord Banning was walking around the garden alone after his caretaker had found some old friends of his and had joined their conversation. The blonde lad made his way further into the thickness of the gardens when a female voice purred from behind "going somewhere handsome stranger" he sighed looking down and turned. Standing before him was a beautiful yet vain maiden with shoulder-length curled light blonde hair and piercing green eyes behind a tilted up jade feather mask. It covered only her eyes that tried to hypnotise the young man who adverted his gaze to look somewhere else.
He realised that the maiden before him was dressed up as Tinkerbell- Peter Pan's loyal fairy and exposed her arms and stomach wearing a halter gown. She sauntered up to him smiling enticingly "so you're dressed up as the famous Peter Pan, well then he mustn't venture off alone now should he" she teased giggling a bit. She looped her arm with his continuing to smile "let your fairy come with you" "if you wish it," the lad simply answered.
But the young man did not go further into Kensington Gardens but walked back to where all the guests were. The maiden on his arm looked a tad disappointed that they weren't going off alone somewhere but kept on a bright smile noticing she was the envy of every maiden her age at this masquerade.
The maiden other known was Miss Amelia Bennett the eldest daughter of two to the lone Lord-Mayor of London- Sir Darcy Bennett. She had a year younger sister by the name of Annette but she was dancing with other young lads her age.
Amelia looked around and noticed the large marble dance floor, smiling happily she gazed up at her new captured escort and said sweetly "since we are so close to the dance floor let us go at once" the young Lord Banning sighed yet again, his tone of voice obvious that he was in distress. "If you wish it," he replied the same answer yet again. "Excellent!" Amelia cried before pulling him towards the dance floor, her happiness flowing out of her in waves. She couldn't believe how easy it was to snag the most wanted young man here.
Sitting down at an empty table, Wendy wished she were at home right now because of her anger towards her Aunt Millicent. She had asked her aunt if her dance partner could move onto someone else new but her dance partner did not want to leave her side and the old egocentric woman agreed with him! Out of all the things that Aunt Millicent had done this was the worst of them all.
The young Captain Hook look-alike or should I say the young Lord Julian Hawkins gazed wordlessly at the dancing couples before turning to his furious dance partner. Maidens would usually be all giggly and falling at his knees when he gave them a compliment but not this girl oh no! She was different to all maidens and this intrigued him.
He had tried to be that adoring dance partner to her but it only frustrated her, so she didn't like his fake self…smiling secretly to himself he wondered what his frustrated dance partner would think of his real self.
Casting his gaze back to the white maiden on his left side he smiled at her "lady I apologise if I have been agitating you but can you forgive me" Wendy turned to him surprised he knew that she was annoyed? Could he read minds? She then smiled feeling grateful to his apology and replied "I forgive you sir and thankyou" she turned to the dancing couples and smiled turning back to her partner "shall we" she stood up "of course milady" Julian knew this plan would work and grinned broadly before bowing to her. They were once again on the dance floor and this time, Wendy saw the true side of Julian- well the charming side.
Not far from the dancing duo, the young Lord Banning felt a bit puffed out from dancing so many songs with the mystery maiden. She didn't want to stop always laughing to him "another one kind sir" and he would gentlemanly oblige.
But now feeling in need of a rest it was time to say no to this energetic maiden. "Er fair lady" he spoke softly and she looked up at him with adoring green eyes "yes dear Peter Pan" she responded and with that being said the young man coughed, "excuse me" with that Amelia Bennett giggled again "I am only calling you of who you're dressed up as" and the blonde lad relaxed "oh…can we take a rest I am feeling tired from dancing so much" "of course love" Amelia cooed before they walked off the dance floor. The young lord confused of why she called him 'love'.
Somewhere else Wendy's youngest brothers were playing sword fights under a large oak tree next to the road. Michael had himself cornered by the twins for they had turned against him aiming their wooden swords either at his throat or chest.
The boy slowly backed away until he hit the trunk of the tree behind him. He looked up into the tree and gasped in awe delight "wow" he murmured "what is it?" the twins forgot what they were going to do and walked over looking up too.
They both gasped chorusing "are they real" "I think they are just lights" Michael stated wisely. The three were of course staring up at the fairy lights stuck in the branches and leaves. The twins agreed with Michael about them being lights until one particular golden light seem to float down to them.
All of them blinked twice thinking they were going mad until the golden light hovered in front of Michael, a soft tinkling of bells coming from it. Michael's mouth dropped open "no way…" he murmured.
On the dance floor, Wendy was hypnotised by her dancing partner's blueberry gaze that held her cerulean own. It seemed highly improper but the maiden couldn't stop staring, the young man's eyes had this alluring appeal to them that pulled her to him like a moth to a flame.
They continued to dance with the haunting melody of the orchestra and their faces drew closer together, Wendy's lips opened a bit in anticipation of her dancing partner's next move and he inclined his head closer to hers until… "Where is my older sister? Where is she!" Michael came hollering onto the marble dance floor and the trance holding Wendy shattered.
Her glazed eyes focused and she realised the state she was in "oh my apologies sir" she moved away from her partner who gave her a wry smile "no worries dear lady" Wendy looked down to see Michael tugging on her gown.
She frowned knowing something was wrong, kneeling down she stared at him "what is it young brother" she whispered, "you have to see this Wendy, its urgent!" Michael hissed in her ear.
Wendy looked surprised 'urgent' she thought before her brother dragged her off the dance floor. Julian smiled watching her depart "so close, yet so far" he mused to himself disappointingly. His haunting smile widened "no matter, there is always next time" before he walked over the dance floor to rest and plan his next move.
Authors Note: Ooh is Wendy falling for Julian Hawkins, or does he have some unknown power that draws her to him. And why is Michael so urgent. Find out in the next chapter please continuing reviewing dear readers