Post by Cynder on Jan 29, 2011 0:41:16 GMT -5
IN THIS STORY:
Vladislaus, Wilhelmina, Mircea
Vladislaus shyly reached for Wilhelmina's hand and lead her out onto the floor while the other dancers twirled out of their way. "If this is the ballroom, I imagine the rest of your castle is quite huge," she mused as she entwined her fingers with his. Vlad nervously started to waltz, leading Wilhelmina with his precise but soft, moderate footing. "Yeah," he replied, "It is pretty big. What is your home like?"
"My home isn't as grand as your's," Wilhelmina said. "Its big though, with plenty of space. I even have some land with it." As they danced, a pair of eyes followed them. Mircea was jealous of Vladislaus; the girl he was dancing with was certainly a jewel. He walked towards them and tapped his brother on the shoulder. "May I cut in?" Mircea asked, smiling at Wilhelmina. Vlad glanced at her, then at his brother.
"I suppose, brother." He looked at Wilhelmina again before he stepped away. "It was a pleasure to dance with you, my lady." Then Mircea stepped in, and they started to dance. Vlad stood and watched for a moment, then frowned and walked away.
Wilhelmina caught a glimpse of his retreating back, and wanted to call out his name, but she was preoccupied with Mircea. His footing was faster than Vladislaus's, and therefore hard to keep up with. She nearly tripped twice. Mircea smiled again. "Wilhelmina, what do you think of my brother?"
