Dance with Me | Edward & Eleanor
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Heâd asked Charlotte Villiers to dance with him: an offer she had flatly refused.Â
Edward couldnât say that he blamed her. Despite that and despite having asked her on an impulse, he would be lying if he said the rejection hadnât stung. But Edward prided himself on being able to say one thing and mean another. She may have wounded him, but he would be damned if anyone should suspect that she had. So he laughed off her dissmall as though it meant nothing at all.Â
His countenance as jolly as ever, he approached Eleanor. Sheâd been standing alone, watching the others dance, looking as in need of a partner as he was. âIt seems I cannot find a dancing partner for all the world,â He teased,âBut you will dance with me, wonât you?â He asked, eyes sparking as he extended his hand out to her.Â
Eleanor had been watching Edward, though she quickly looked away as if she hadnât been the moment he turned her direction.Â
Sheâd seen him set his sights on Charlotte, cross the room, speak to her. Sheâd seen the look on Charlotteâs face as she turned and walked away from him. And Eleanor had seen the slightest, nearly imperceptible change on his face as she did so. Eleanor knew if she hadnât spent most of her life alongside Edward, she never would have noticed it, but she did and as a lifelong scholar of the many faces of Edward Lyon, she knew he was slightly wounded by Charlotteâs refusal.Â
He had recovered, of course, by the time he reached her across the room. Eleanor was silent as he told her of his woes, how no one would dance with him and part of her felt a twinge of sadness-- she was his last resort. She realized he had not gone and asked every other girl to dance before settling for her, but she would lie to herself if she didnât wish she would be his first choice, even once.Â
Eleanor did not let her face betray these thoughts to him, however, placing her hand in his as he extended it. âYou know well enough how much I adore to dance... even with you,â she added, teasingly.Â
âI never imagined this ballroom could be so full of people,â Eleanor commented as she stepped closer towards him. In truth, it intimidated her.
















