"Thank you for dancing with me, your grace." the knights flashed his white teeth and she blushed. He was making it sound like she was doing a great favor on him by dancing with him.
"I am enjoying it myself, Sir Simon. Dancing with you is liberating." he did not understand her words, but she did not want him to. It was her private thoughts. Suddenly, she felt braver, stronger just by a dance.
Who would have thought such kinds of things exist. How she had been so lost with the time.
"Thank you for coming to the palace, your grace. His grace seems different in your presence. He had learnt to give a genuine smile." or else there was only a dark chucky on his lips that told them they were in trouble or a fake smile that he offered to other nobles. He had never seen his master so smitten.
"Everyone of us wanted to offer you their gratitude. We will serve the lady to the best of our ability." she shook her head again.
