Chapter 63: The Barony of Esquente (5)
I never imagined it.
That I would feel nervous about moving my body.
It wasn’t as if this was my first time dancing, nor was it my first time with Sirien as my partner.
I, too, was raised in a noble household. Even as the son of a martial family, dancing was considered a basic skill.
Whether or not I cared for it, I had always assumed I’d attend social events at least once.
And yet, every nerve in my body was on edge, afraid I might misstep, afraid I might make an embarrassing mistake.
At least for this moment, I couldn’t afford such blunders.
I wouldn’t let this moment be ruined like that.
My eyes followed Sirien’s every movement.
The gentle rise and fall of her arms, like a bird’s wings.
The deliberate, easily followed steps.
Even the playful flourishes and subtle changes in direction—everything drew my gaze.
Each time Sirien moved, the distance between us closed and widened like a tide.
Our joined hands clung together, unwilling to part.
I found a strange comfort in that unyielding connection.
“You’re doing well for someone who said they were clumsy. You could have a little more confidence.”
“I’m just trying not to mess up. I’m terrified I’ll make a mistake.”
“So what if you do? I’ll cover for you.”
“Funny, it feels like you’re hoping I’ll mess up.”
“Maybe just a little? It’d be cute.”
A turn together, spinning as one.
Following Sirien’s lead, I turned and reached out, my hand instinctively settling on her waist.
Her slender, petite frame fit perfectly in my grasp.
A soft scent wafted up—mild and gentle, like milk, with a hint of sweet vanilla.
Her deep, laughing eyes met mine before shifting directions again.
Perhaps it was the familiarity born of countless shared moments.
Without a single word, I could sense what Sirien wanted, how she wanted me to move.
Before I even thought about it, my body responded on its own.
Her movements caused the edges of her dress to flutter, like the wings of an angel.
“Ahaha! You almost stepped on my foot just now.”
“Sorry. I thought I was being careful.”
“It’s fine—I dodged in time.”
The purpose of a ball gown’s voluminous skirt is to highlight every motion, to draw attention to each movement.
From above, it resembles a blooming flower, and the way it flutters with the rhythm is mesmerizingly beautiful.
But Sirien didn’t need an extravagant dress to stand out.
She had an innate radiance.
Every finger extended toward the air seemed to exude its own charm.
The delicate veil that swayed with her movements, the perfectly sculpted curves of her figure,
Even the smile on her face, brimming with joy—it all blurred the world around us into abstraction.
In this place, there was only the two of us.
Everything else dissolved into a swirl of indistinct colors.
“Hold me steady. If I fall, I’ll cry and blame you.”
“Wow, that’s a scary kind of threat.”
“For those who come up to the stage, you’ll be given an opportunity! But not everyone will get their picture taken. You’ll need to pair up in twos, complete a given task, and only those who succeed will have their photo taken!”
It was no surprise that Sirien immediately started nudging me.
“Razen, let’s go! Please? Hurry! That looks so cool!”
“What? Uh... okay...”
“Come on, let’s get in line! Over there, right?”
Unable to resist Sirien’s enthusiasm, I found myself heading toward the stage.
The line had already grown long as soon as the host finished speaking.
As we stood in line, I noticed something.
Everyone here, aside from us, was a lovey-dovey couple.
Even while waiting, some pairs couldn’t help but exchange kisses or display their affection openly.
This was probably the intent all along.
Most people seeking to create a special memory like this were bound to be couples.
Given that people had flocked here not only from the Barony but from neighboring areas, there were plenty of them.
Noticing the atmosphere, Sirien seemed a little deflated.
Maybe she felt self-conscious.
When I held her hand, her expression softened just a bit.
Then, she spoke in a quiet whisper.
“Razen.”
“Yeah?”
“Thanks for always humoring me, for everything. Since we were kids until now.”
“...You’re making me blush.”
The host had promised a total of five photographs.
Sirien and I were somewhere in the middle of the line, and ahead of us, people were already attempting the missions as per the host’s instructions.
The nature of the missions ranged from merely diverse to outright whimsical, dictated solely by the host’s fancy.
However, they weren’t exactly easy.
Some required collaboration between the two participants, while others demanded one partner perform something akin to a stunt.
Even the ones that sounded simple often had a low success rate, which suggested that the host intentionally made the challenges difficult.
Still, with so many participants, chances were disappearing one by one.
Sirien grew visibly anxious, but fortunately, luck wasn’t entirely against us.
By the time it was our turn to go on stage, one last photo opportunity remained.
The host’s eyes lit up the moment he saw Sirien.
Her beauty was undeniable—a saintess whose stunning appearance always captivated attention wherever she went.
Even from the audience below, I could feel the shift in focus, as if all eyes were on her.
“This time, we have a lovely young lady joining us! So, how long have the two of you been dating?”
“D-dating?! We’re not... not yet... we’re not!”
“Ah, I see! Understood perfectly.”
That ‘not yet’ lingered in my mind, sticking like an itch I couldn’t scratch.
It seemed the host had picked up on it as well, given his playful smirk.
His expression, for some reason, reminded me of Baron Esquente, and a shiver ran down my spine.
“Well, it’s about time to move on to the next challenge, so let’s make this one straightforward. How about a kiss?
Right here, on this stage—if you kiss each other, I’ll capture the moment for you!”
My thoughts ground to a halt.
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