The rhythms swirled together with the girl's garments. The most beautiful and famous dancer at the Zubayr Theater; even if she was just practicing, she drew a lot of attention.
Even the one who had been looking at her from a distant corner. It had been about an hour. Someone had been waiting for the young girl for a long time, a member of the theater murmured in her ear. The girl smiled brightly in that direction. It was just in time for a break.
"I'm sorry for keeping you waiting, Cyno!"
As they sat down, she said.
"It's fine." Cyno removed his hood and placed it on the table, easily pushing the candy box to her side.
Nilou's face was slightly flushed and covered in perspiration. She took the box out, cradling it in her palms.
Cyno gave a nod. "Hmm. I noticed it on my way here and decided to buy it for you."
Nilou chuckled, "But... It's almost the performance day. I shouldn't be eating candy."
She kept a close eye on Cyno's reaction. He seemed nervous and embarrassed, as if he was worried she might reject this present.
"But just a few won't hurt, right?"
Nilou exclaimed enthusiastically. Cyno exhaled a sigh of relief as he realized this. He was the Akademiya's magnificent General Mahamatra, but in front of his lover, he was merely a person with no love experience at all. Nilou always embraced Cyno's affections wholeheartedly, even once, he returned from the desert and presented her a jar of scarabs.
"Thank you very much, Cyno." As she opened the lid of the box, her eyes sparkled at the colorful and delectable candy within.
"If I eat all of this, Inayah will lecture me for not fitting into my new performance clothing!" the young woman giggled again.
"If you eat this every day, it will be a concern." Cyno responded. "However, your physique is quite fit right now. Not too skinny, nor—"
Cyno felt embarrassed when he noticed Nilou's eyes looking at him and the odd smile on the girl's lips.
"I'm saying strange things again, aren't I?..."
"Hi hi. I'm astonished because Cyno keeps such a careful eye on me."
Cyno's cheeks heated to his ears as he heard this. He averted his sight to escape Nilou's gaze. They seldom saw each other these days, despite the fact that they had just recently expressed their affections to each other. Both of their schedules were hectic, he with Akademiya work and she with extensive dancing sessions. He made an effort to see Nilou as frequently as possible.
Nilou placed a sweet in her mouth. She closed her eyes and smiled blissfully, as if she had been rewarded for her hard work.
Cyno made an unintentional smile. He stared down at Nilou's heated legs instinctively. There were a couple more swells today.
He abruptly stood up. Nilou was so taken aback that she let him gently turn her around so the two of them faced one other. Then Cyno crouched down, one knee on the floor. His hands took Nilou's foot gently and placed it on his other leg.
"C-Cyno? What are you doing?" Nilou was perplexed. Her face was indeed redder than the setting sun on the horizon.
"Stay put." Cyno remarked as he removed her shoes. "You don't pay any attention to your health at all."
Nilou felt incredibly flustered. Even though they had formally declared their feelings to each other a few months earlier, this was the first time they had had such intimate contact. She did not know what to say, so she sat there quietly, watching Cyno tenderly massage her feet.
"People in the desert taught me a few techniques to make their feet less uncomfortable when they have to travel a long distance. Remember to take care of yourself, alright?"
Cyno raised his head, his amber-colored eyes full of warmth. Nilou nodded timidly. She would bury her scarlet face under the ground if anyone could see them like this. But she had already overthought. Everyone at the theater knew, even if they did not say it, that the formidable General Mahamatra loved to spoil his little dancer so much!
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