-I was gonna make this longer but I’m hungry and I have a doctor’s appointment! Hope you guys enjoy!!-
-The ballroom was charming, the sound of classical music echoed off the old castle walls while people danced around, either elegantly or with two left feet. You heard James was there, the both of you were because you had received a direct invite to the ball. Receiving the invite felt flattering but it also seemed suspicious because of the current mission, a mission you didn’t want to think about right now but you had no other choice.
You roamed the ballroom, keeping away from the middle of the room where people were dancing. You discovered a table on one of the walls away from the dancers that was stacked with warm pastries and chocolates, you couldn’t help yourself to one of them. Biting into a chocolate you could taste cherry and could feel it melting in your mouth, you couldn’t help but smile from the taste. You glanced around the ballroom looking for anything suspicious but mostly James.
You’ve been asked a couple of times to dance by some of the gentlemen, which you agreed too, but you’d glance around after every dance to meet James but it seems like you were there alone. You hate to admit it but you wish James was there or even knew how you felt about him. Every time you were around him your heart would flutter and felt butterflies in your stomach, but it couldn’t be. James seems like the type that only wants to be alone, having little interest in anyone really.
After a while you couldn’t stop thinking about James and there was no sign of anything suspicious so you decided to leave the ballroom, stepping out into the hall you realize your feet hurt from the heels you were wearing and decided to take them off. while taking them off you see something move out of the corner of your eye which startled you, you looked over quickly, it was a mirror at the end of the hall and all you saw was your reflection moving.
For some reason it felt like you had to walk towards it, holding your heels in one of your hands, the closer you got to it the quieter the music became, gently brushing your hands over all the old paintings and gold trimmings as you walked closer. You stopped right in front of it admiring the beautiful details of your dress.
You notice that on both sides of you there was another hallway. You looked down one side then the other and saw there was a glass door, out of curiosity you walked towards it, the music was completely gone now and you were enjoying the calm atmosphere that smelled of old books and paint. Seeing all these old paintings of scenery and people, wondering who they are and what their lives were like.
When you get to the glass door you see the age of it, knowing it hasn’t been opened or cleaned in a very long time, you looked through it seeing it was a balcony and you could see that the moon was out. You gently opened it, stepping out and onto the balcony and closing it behind you. The outside air and the cool balcony floor on your feet felt refreshing compared to how warm it was inside. You walked towards the railing while looking up into the sky.
You could see so many stars and the beautiful moon, you looked out into the garden that was full of flowers and shrubbery, trails that lead here and there. You heard the glass door open behind you which made you turn around quickly.
‘James?’ You said quietly.
James smiled at you. ‘I saw you leave right as I was walking into the ballroom, thought I’d followed you out but couldn’t find you until now.’ He says, gently closing the door behind him.
He walked closer to the railing, looking up into the sky like you did.
‘Beautiful night.’ He said as he touched the bars, standing right next to you. There was a moment of silence of him taking in the scenery before speaking.
‘Do you know the story of Romeo and Juliet?’ James says quietly.
‘No,’ you hesitated, ‘I know it’s about two lovers who killed themselves over not being able to be together.’ You said, feeling a bit nervous from James being so close to you.
‘They do kill themselves.’ James says. ‘Juliet fakes it for them to be together, Romeo kills himself because he thinks Juliet is dead, Juliet wakes up from her fake death, finds Romeo dead and kills herself.’
James smiles, ‘or at least that’s all I can remember.’
You looked at him confused, ‘what do you mean?’
‘I haven’t read Shakespeare since the 40s.’ James says, looking over at you.
You couldn’t help but to smile at him.
‘There’s this scene in it about Juliet standing on a balcony, calling out to Romeo, wishing to be in his arms.’ James says, turning towards the garden.
‘It’s very romantic, wish I could find a Juliet calling out to me from a balcony.’
You looked at him, wanting to tell him how you truly felt but too afraid because you’ve been rejected even during situations like this.
Deciding to be brave you responded, ‘What if there was a Juliet standing on a balcony somewhere, calling out to you too?’ You say, looking out into the garden. ‘What if there was a Juliet who wishes she was beautiful enough for Romeo, but afraid to call out to her Romeo.’
‘I believe Juliet would have to call out to him, to show him how she truly feels and to know she is safe in his arms.’ James says.
There was a pause between the both of you.
‘If you had a Juliet, what would she look like?’ You say, voice shaking.
‘Well, if I was Romeo I would wish that my Juliet would look quite like you- My Juliet wouldn’t be like anything and anyone.’ James says, still looking out into the garden.
‘My Juliet would be talented in ways no one else would, love in a way no one else would and feel in a way no one else would.’ James says, you could feel the passion in his voice.
‘My Juliet would have a beautiful smile and glittering eyes that are full of wonder and excitement.’ James says turning towards you.
‘Why would you want your Juliet to be like me?’ You ask.
‘Because i invited my Juliet to join me for this ball.’
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