In the lair abandoned for centuries, the two quietly nestled together.
Herbert held Valentina, who was almost lying in his arms.
They stayed quietly like this for a while.
Until the full moon hung high, and the stars were sparse, Valentina moved slightly and softly spoke.
"Herbert."
"Hmm?"
She didn't try to break away or turn around, lowering her gaze, she softly said, "Dance with me."
Herbert: ?
Herbert blinked, not yet fully shaken off the melancholy he was in, and after being stunned for a moment, he uncertainly asked:
"You said… dance?"
What, dancing?
"Yes."
Valentina's reply was firm as she turned her head, eyes burning as she nodded:
"Dance it is!"
Herbert was made uneasy by her fiery gaze, instinctively turning his head away, only to be turned back by her.
Click.
"What are you avoiding? Why don't you dare to look into my eyes?"
She squinted and stared intently into Herbert's eyes.
"Uh…"
