Saya had spent the day helping out in the Omoro and meeting some old friends. Apart from that she had seen Julia for a medical examination.
Now she was sitting at a table in the kitchen playing cards with Lulu, who had come as soon as the darkness had fallen. Monique had gone upstairs to sing Mei a lullaby and Kai was drying dishes. Solomon was sitting in a corner reading a newspaper.
Haji, who had helped Kai with the dishes, prepared his cello and started to play. The music covered the clattering of the dishes and the silence, which lay in the room, as no one was saying a word. Saya hadn't talked much to him that day. She tried to forget what he had told her about the fight, which had worked fine over the day caused to her activities.
When a game of cards was over she stopped playing and closed her eyes to listen to the music.
"Would you like to dance?" Solomon was standing next to her holding out his hand. She took it and let him lead her to a free space where they could dance. At the beginning she tumbled for not having danced for a long time, but after a while she followed his movements without troubles.
She had to think about the first time they had danced at the ball in Lycèe. At that time Solomon had been a stranger to her and she hadn't known how much their destinies would intermingle. She hadn't know, that he had been her anomy and her sister's Chevalier (despite the fact that she hadn't even known she had a sister). And know he was her Chevalier.
Lots of things had happened since that time and some, she didn't even understand. She neither had understood why Solomon had wanted to dance with her for the first time, nor why he had chosen her over Diva.
While they danced her hand rested in his one and her thumb touched the place, where his should be. She didn't know, what had happened exactly between him and Haji– she wasn't sure whether she wanted to.
She looked up into his face. His charming smile caught her eyes. "You haven't forgotten how to dance", he said quietly, "evan though you haven't used your legs for such a long time." As she thought about it she was amazed by it as well. "It has to be my chiropteran blood, which makes my wounds heal as well."
Suddenly the music broke up. She looked over to Haji who was trying to find the note ha had to play. After a few unsuccessful attempts he gave up and began packing his cello.
Why hadn't he told her? Haji watched her dance with the man who had tried to kill him, after ignoring him for a day. Why hadn't he just told her? The question bothered him ever since she had started asking him about Solomon's injury. But yet he hadn't done it. And now he was the one whom she blamed. Worse than that, Solomon would always be around as her chevalier and he wouldn't stay away from her. He threw another glance at the dancers. Saya smiled. She gave Solomon the smile, which Haji hadn't received since this morning.
He remembered the disappointment in her eyes, when he had admitted, that Haji had injured him. Maybe Solomon was right. Maybe he caused her nothing but pain. What if she was better without him? And wasn't that his duty: to want her best and do everything in order to reach this?
He raised his head once again and saw her dancing. It seemed as if with every step she danced with Solomon, she departed further away from him.
His fingers slipped and a wrong note disrupted his song. He tried to find it, but he couldn't concentrate on the music. He felt Saya's gaze on him and decided to stop playing and pack his instrument before anyone might ask whether everything was fine.
