Lance had never felt this nervous. Not even his first day in combat training had he felt like this. All eyes seemed to be on he and Hella. He had taken his armor off and now wore his uniform. It was ash gray with gold tassels on the shoulders.
Hella smiled kindly at him. Lance felt his heart beating wildly. Had she grown more beautiful since the last time he had seen her? He wondered to himself as he held on to her frame for the dance. The other couples followed their lead, while the orchestra began to play. They moved to the music in sync.
Hella smiled at how light Lance was on his feet. They had never gotten the chance to do this. "You are a wonderful dancer, Sir." She smiled up at him.
He did not smile back. "Sir? Is that all I am to you?" He whispered loud enough for her to hear.
She quickly scanned the crowd as he gently spun her out. Clancy was being surrounded by male suitors. She spun back into his his embrace.
