“I-I’m sorry…I’m so sorry…” I apologized immediately when I snapped out of my own thoughts.
I bowed repeatedly as I continued to apologize for my mistakes. It wasn’t the first time that my troubled thoughts had distracted me from my dance lessons, but it made me realize that the condition of my mind was getting worse. The fun and engaging dance lesson that I had with the Duchess Flavia may not be sufficient to keep my mind from thinking of the prince any longer.
“I don’t want you to apologize, I want you to focus. Let’s take a break. You should drink some water, come over here,” she said as she waved me toward her.
“Thank you…” I thanked her to stop myself from apologizing again.
I felt so guilty about my attention straying right in the middle of class. The duchess had been nothing but kind and helpful to me and that made me feel disappointed in myself for treating her lesson like it wasn’t important. She led me to a bench where we could sit to take our rest and drink water.
