Tehnday
Today is the day of the banquet. As it is customary for attendees to come with a partner, Sargon was expected to take one by everyone in Fereldyn.
He had the thought to ask Yeseme to be his partner, but before he could act on it she beat him to it.
"Sir Sargon, I would love to be your partner for the banquet. Do you accept?"
Looking outlandishly beautiful with her vibrant red hair, strong-slender figure, still wearing a modest nightgown, Yeseme appeared.
Sargon couldn't help but stare a little and smile slightly as he responded, "It'll be my pleasure to have you as my partner Yeseme."
The morning past and the evening came. The banquet had begun to accept guests and many prestigious figures were arriving. Nobility, rich merchants, renowned adventures, honorable knights, and persons of strong repute were all arriving.
Sargon's companions had arrived a short bit before him and Yeseme. Pharis and Dexaril went together. Dexaril acted as her chaperone and brought a partner of his own that was from his task force.
Sargon and Yeseme entered the grand ballroom arm in arm. Once they were announced, all eyes turned to see them enter. All were excited that their city's hero decided to join the banquet. Yeseme was wearing a dark blue, black-accented loose but elegant dress, dark blue elbow-high gloves, and black heels which further enhanced her height. They were all surprised that Sargon didn't attend wearing his armor though. He wore a matching dark blue, black-accented noble suit. In addition, he was wearing a long cape that bore the same image of his seal. A starscape with a representation of Jupiter in the center. A change that has been added since his conversations with God is that Jupiter now has a holy cross in the center of it.
The holy cross is a symbol never before seen in all of Durasil. Many of the onlookers who saw the cross had no idea what it meant.
The banquet started as a very happy event. Sargon's and Yeseme's arrival just made it more lively. Light cheering followed when they entered together. The guests starting getting ideas in their heads seeing Princess Yeseme standing way closer than needed to Sargon. They were commenting amongst themselves.
"Look, Princess Yeseme looks very comfortable by his side."
"Her Highness seems to have a closer relationship with Sir Sargon than expected."
"Looks like the Warrior Princess has finally found a man to exceed her height and strength that isn't a ruffian."
A dance was scheduled before the food is served and it has yet to start. The time of the dance was upon the party, so Tristan took the stand to announce the first dance.
"Ladies and gentlemen, it is time to dance, haha. I am happy to invite Sir Sargon and the beautiful Princess Yeseme to have the honor of the first dance tonight."
The crowd agreed and looked towards the two expectantly. Sargon and Yeseme cracked a smile at each other and went to the center of the dance floor hand in hand. Tristan signaled the musicians and a serene waltz started to play. Of course, knew how to dance, he was a master at it. It is one of the few things he liked to do besides fighting. His dancing was top-notch, even Yeseme was surprised by how fluid he was. He actually put some soul into it, making the dance feel natural and fun. Yeseme was smiles the entire time and even giggled a little. She was honestly having fun and so was Sargon.
The spectators were all praising the incredible dancing they were seeing. They couldn't help but smile and have fun just watching them dance. the song lasted for about three minutes before it ended. The next one started and that signaled to everyone that the floor is open to everyone. Sargon and Yeseme didn't stop dancing immediately though. They kept dancing almost until the end.
He said to Yeseme while holding her close, "Yeseme, I'm going to dance with Pharis now. I've noticed that she's been staring at us with wanting eyes." They both chuckled and Yeseme says, "Go ahead Sir Sargon, I've been noticing her gaze too, that cute child."
They separated, Yeseme went to sit down at their table of honor and Sargon called over Pharis. Pharis became excited and dashed over with maximum efficiency. She stood before her master with a big smile on her face. He said to her warmly, "Would you like to dance young lady?"
Pharis responded sweetly, "This young lady would like to dance Old Sir."
"Old Sir!", Sargon thought to himself. "I'm only 20, when did this squire of mine get so mischievous."
He sighed in his mind while wearing a smile and paid it no mind any longer. He took her strong little hand and started dancing with Pharis. Despite Pharis being inexperienced as a dancer, her fighting experience and training helped her follow Sargon's lead closely without too much effort. They danced to the remaining songs together. Pharis was less reserved didn't hold back when laughing. She was having plenty of fun. Sargon enjoyed dancing with Little Pharis too. He thought to himself as the dancing was coming to an end, "I'm going to have to add dance to her training regime later.
Now that the dancing has ended, it was time for food. Sargon and his companions were served an exquisite feast at their table of honor. Tristan came around to introduce his wife and child who were away until the day after the attack. A blonde beauty named Firra and a blonde boy slightly younger than Pharis named Geralt. Pharis and Geralt talked to each other while everyone else was talking mundane things for fun.
Tristan stood up with a glass in hand and bellowed to the whole room, "I propose a toast! To Sir Sargon! Noblest of Knights and Hero Extraordinaire"
The whole grand ballroom toasted and cheers were released.
The banquet ended sometime after that and everyone started to go home. Once Sargon and friends were back to their wing in Tristan's Castle, they went to their rooms. Sargon escorted before heading back to his own. They talked along the way.
"I expected you to be good at dancing, but not such a peerless master," Yeseme said to him with a smug smirk. "That was the most fun I've had dancing since ever."
Sargon replied with a smirk of his own, "Ah, many thanks for your praise. I am proud of my skills as a dancer, it is one of my favorite things to do. Having an excellent partner such as yourself made tonight's dancing fully enjoyable for me. I would love to have the honor of being your partner again in the future."
Yeseme chuckled a little, "I think we will have many opportunities in the future to dance together Sir Sargon."
They stood a little close to each other while still arm in arm ad left it at that. When they arrived at Yeseme's room, they said nothing to each other. Yeseme came to stand in front of Sargon, and slowly gave him a light peck on the cheek. Sargon made no effort to avoid, actually turning his cheek a little to make it easier. Yeseme had just opened her door and was about to step in when she was unexpectedly stopped.
Sargon had held onto her hand to keep her in front of him as he used the other to hold her head gently and land a light peck of his own on her forehead.
"Goodnight dear Yeseme", Sargon said those words and turned to leave. Yeseme was surprised and her face was flushed with red before she realized Sargon had left. She smiled softly saying, " So he does know how to be a little daring, hmph"
She retired to her room and the day came to an end.
Psalm 34:12
"Depart from evil and do good;
Seek peace and pursue it."