We were all moved to a massive Ball Room that even had an observation floor above us. Not only were the Dukes and Duchesses here but also their families and few of the Counts and Barons were here as well. I could see everyone was either moving about trying to find a dance partner, or conversing on the second floor. Nearby on stage, there were imps with various musical instruments. Most of the men were wearing formal attire; the ones with wings wore splendid vests or jackets that were specifically tailored to them. The women wore magnificent Ball Room dresses.
In the crowd I spotted Uncle talking to shy looking Cliff Elf. She seemed a little on fair skinned side when it came to Cliff Elves. She was doing quite a blush while looking at my uncle. Hmm, I see a situation occurring between these two. I just happen to be near the wine when the music started. Looking around it was relatively close to the dance floor. So like in my previous life I started to back away with the intention of just watching from afar. That is when I felt a pull on my sleeve. Hmmm?
Turning around I saw a pretty little Fire Demon that reached the height of my chin. She wore a solid black ruffled dress that went down to the floor; it also had an open back to display her shoulder blades. In the front, it had a low cut showing off the top of an exquisite pair of breasts. Looking at the ruffles of the dress, you can see that each ruffle was black fading into a deep, dark purple. Quite a beautiful dress. I didn’t know is possible to make so a dress in this world; if it had sparkles or glitter, I would be convinced she smuggled it from Earth. The wearer of the dress was no way inferior to its beauty.
She had a small round face of that of a 15-16 year old girl; probably her age. Her long, wavy, black hair was pushed into a pony tail that left a few locks loose. Kinda sexy, I have to admit. Her red skin was flawless of any marks or blemishes. She had a full lower lip with a slightly smaller upper lip, the lips being a slightly darker red than the rest of her skin. They were a pair of lips you had to fight not to cover them with your own. Floating above her head was a small crown of fire, marking her, the daughter of the Demon King. Her yellow eyes were looking upward at me, expecting an answer.
Shaking myself out of my daze, “Oh, I apologize; I didn’t catch what you said. May I ask you please repeat it?”
She giggled for a moment and looked away for a moment then resumed her stare, “I was asking if I could have this dance. Well then may I?” She gave a slight blush before sticking out her hand, palm down. She stares at me intently. I let out a sigh; I can’t bring myself to deny a beauty so I make a motion that was common in Europe. I quickly kneel before her and grasped her hand with one of my own and kissed the back of her hand, then quickly led her to the dance floor. Wait, was I supposed to kneel and do that or simply bow and do that… oh well.
I’m no longer the man I was on Earth, and I have had a few years of formal dance lessons taught by my mother. I was fairly confident in my dance skill. We quickly start the dance positions of one hand on her hip and one clutching her other hand. Her free hand was on my shoulder. It was a pose for a Waltz. With our chests almost touching, it is as though were getting intimate. The introductory music is at an end and it is now time for the first dance movements composed for this piece. The tune was very melodious and slow, the kind of peaceful music you would use to put your babies to sleep. If you listen to the bassoon like instrument, it would difficult not to keep pace.
Starting with the left forward, we walk forward three spaces followed by a twirl then walk back three paces to quickly do a partial, flourishing twirl that made you face 90 degrees to the right. At one point in the dancing I made sure to bring my left foot far behind her as the music kicked up a bit. The point in me doing this is to ready for this position. I take my right arm and bar it behind her lower back and use the rest of my body to lean in causing her lean back in my arm. We got really close to the ground. Doing this also took quite a bit of strength. She had both her hands on my shoulders, which gave me a free hand to stroke her cheek. I wiggle my eyebrows and quickly stand her up finishing with a twirl, bringing her even closer.
Her face turns a deeper shade of red before she mumbles, “You’re quite impressive. Are you showing off?” She gave me an accusing look.
I had to laugh, “No, no. You are surely mistaken. I did however become good enough to surpass the dance instructors at the age of 15, at that point. I really can’t help it when the music comes on, my body just moves. Also I can’t help but show off in front of a beautiful lady.” It was at the end of the song that I saw everyone left a huge space for us to dance. At the finale of the piece, everyone was applauding around us.
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At this she became flustered, I then felt a tap on my shoulder, I turn and see Satan… the Demon King Magnus. The music had died down and was going to start another piece.
In his deep voice he asked, “May I step in?” I had already separated myself from his daughter moments before so I make a welcoming gesture as I bow and start my exit.
I was trying to walk off the dance floor when I felt another tug on my sleeve. I saw a human girl! She had light blonde hair that was put into a bun, and had the eyes that sparkled in an Aquamarine color. Her dress matched her eyes in color and was of a simply design. Although it was simple it was still beautiful in that it looked like it shined in the lights. She had a more slender figure than the Fire Demon princess. Of course this lady too, wore a small crown; however this one was made of metal that had intricate design. Another princess has appeared. Her eyes were staring at my face then slowly looked up at my own crown. At an instant I could tell she was captivated.
I wave my hand in front of her face to snap her out of it. She fell out of her daze and focused on me again. She quickly threw her hand in the same position as the Fire Demon princess out of embarrassment. This time I bow as I kiss the back of her hand before clasping in mine as I lead her to a more remote section of the dance floor.
The music that played no was even slower than the last one. This was a piece where you were supposed to sway with your partner close to your body. I would use this time to also ask a few personal questions I forgot to ask last time. I had one had at the lower side of her back and the other grabbing her right hand.
“So what is a human, such as yourself, doing in the Demon Realm?” I ask off handedly.
“My family wanted to congratulate the demons who rose to a Kingdom. It is a shame we couldn’t see the coronation.” She seemed a little bummed.
“I don’t think out siders are allowed in if the whole Demon Realm is here. However when it comes to my coronation, there will only be the Dukes under us, so it will be more open. At the point you are more than welcome.” I tried my best at reassuring her. She seemed pleased with my answer.
“You are as they say you are.”
Oh, that got my attention, “What do they say about me? And who is ‘they’?”
She chuckles a bit, “The humans that reside in your domain. Ever since you made some suggestions to your parents, their lives have been much easier. You even made it possible for the Church of Light to be in the capital city!” She was practically praising me now.
“It’s the least I can do. When I take after my father, there may be even more projects.” I said modestly. She looked at me in and grinned.
I made her do a sudden twirl and then continued swaying. Then it struck me that I didn’t know her name. “It may be late for introductions but I am Prince Alexander Phendahl of the newly created Astral Kingdom. May I ask whom I have the pleasure of dancing with?”
“You certainly may! My name is Princess Ashley Greenwood of the Imperial Domain.” I felt as though a bomb had dropped. Are you freaking serious?! An imperial princess is here and I’m touching her casually?! I guess the princess notice my jaw knocking on the floor. She quickly said, “Oh please don’t do that. I am still a princess, and fifth in line for the throne anyway. We are practically peers. Peers!” she stressed the last part as well.
My mouth was still dry, but I manage to say, “It is nice to meet you. Let us get along.” She simply nodded and curtsied as the song came to close.
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So MC, what do you think of the events so far?
Your kind of foreshadowing is a pain.
Why do you say that?
I say something that 'couldn't possibly happen", then does... or the times when I can kind of predict what's going on... again a pain.
Ah you wiener! Because you are a wienie, I think you will 'enjoy" this next chapter.
What are implying?
You'll see...:)
*Shudder* (whisper) please no. please no.