"First, let me tell you something about Waltz….
Waltz is a smooth dance and is characterized primarily by its rise & fall action. The shoulders move smoothly, parallel with the floor, not up and down. The head should turn in the direction of the turn. The American Waltz is similar to the International style except it has both open and closed dance positions. This allows the American style dancer a unique freedom of expression, including the ability to showcase character and theatrical presentation. This was all." He said.
"It seems to be interesting." I said with my eyes glittering.
"Then, come on. First position…" he spoke.
I felt a bit nervous but somewhere I knew it that I was doing it for Maxon so, I built up my confidence and moved towards Carl in order to grab my position.
"Man and lady stand in front of each other in body contact, slightly offset to the left, with lady's middle connected to the man's right front. The lady's feet should be positioned slightly behind the man's." He said while positioning himself.
He took my hand while speaking and we came closer and as he said a little offset to the left. He wasn't at all nervous. Perhaps, this was the quality of a professional dancer. With light background music we began our dance. I tripped on him a few times because I used to get lost in the memories of Aspen and Maxon. How Aspen and I used to dance in our tree house. He used to hold my waist and we were much closer than the usual dance position. It was all so fun. Maxon and I danced on the Halloween party where he made me wait for a while longer but what he did took away all my sorrows and complaints. He said, "I wanted to spend the rest of the evening with you, so, I saved the last one for you." He has said so many things to me and the sensation of which I used to feel now also.
The dance was overall fine. I think I did a great job in one day. After an hour, the class was ended. Mr. Carl went up his way and I ran towards the stairway up to my room and accidently the hem of my gown got trapped into something. I wasn't aware so, I kept running. Suddenly, I stepped on a stair and my gown got perfectly caught in the thing and even got tighter. I stepped and was about to fall when someone came from behind and grabbed me. I closed my eyes tight as I was about to fall.
"It's okay, dear." The voice spoke.
"Thank god." I uttered.
As I opened my eyes, I was horror-struck by what I saw….
Daniel stood in front of me holding me as if he will never let me go. It was kind of turning into cuddle. For some time, I stood there in his arms which felt extremely muscular but at the same time, gentle over me body and his arms seemed like a protective shield for me. His hands reached my upper back and waist. For a longer time, we stood there, I was actually frozen. My lips were parted and my eyes fixed at something where they shouldn't be. I couldn't describe how I felt at the moment. Neither was I nervous, nor afraid of being caught in somebody's arms other than Maxon. The reality for me was a bit like illusion. Suddenly, I felt him coming closer to me. I could feel his warm breathe over my cold face. There was a bit space between us, because of which I felt comfortable. But, he was soon going to end it, maybe. He lifted me, more and more towards him. I felt my heart thumping inside my chest and I felt as if my chest will explode. I couldn't take it anymore. No, was he going to kiss me. Oh god! Not right now. This was not the time. I was sweating all over and I wanted time alone. He smirked at me and brought me in. A great wave of cold breeze came over us and energized both of our minds. My hair came on my forehead and he gently swiped them away. Suddenly, a guard came from behind and disturbed this moment….
"Your majesty, Queen Amberly needs to see you." The guard spoke.
"You may leave." Daniel said to the guard in a bit irritating manner as he spoiled our precious moment together.
He then gently let me go of his grasp and I stood there lowering my head down with shame. He turned to guard and gestured him to go.
"We will meet again…sometime. I need to go." He said to me.
He took my hand gently and kissed it. I kept staring at my hand even when he went away.
I sat down there on the stair kept thinking about the moment and recalling it again and again. I felt a tingling sensation in my heart and suddenly a smile spread on my lips. I laughed at my own craziness that how my heart was thumping against my chest when he held me tight in his arms. I kept sitting there like that with nothing to pass my time but my recent memory….