[Zelda laughs allowing him to lead and then following gracefully behind. Even before coming to this world she’s enjoyed dancing though it was usually alone and in private. She’d move her feet to the sounds of her glittering harp, when she was a young girl her mother would play for her and she’d waltz around as if she had a partner guiding her.
Being guided is much different than that. Each change of motion sent a wave of blond trailing out behind her. Her lips curl into a smile as they step the song keeping their tempo. When you dance it’s easy to forget your troubles or anything that might be weighing on your heart. Zelda laughs as they move and listens happily to Graham’s comments.]
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Being guided is much different than that. Each change of motion sent a wave of blond trailing out behind her. Her lips curl into a smile as they step the song keeping their tempo. When you dance it’s easy to forget your troubles or anything that might be weighing on your heart. Zelda laughs as they move and listens happily to Graham’s comments.]
I’m glad you like it.
[He isn’t a bad dancer.]