[ more names that mean nothing to her, but she can empathize, at least, with the depth of meaning they seem to hold for achilles himself. she can sense it in his words, the way his tone inflects over each syllable. ]
I would love to see it one day, [ she says, and means it. for olivia, there is fewer delights than witnessing and experiencing a new dance.
but speaking of dancing...
she glances about, taking in the festivities continuing on around them. music still wafts in the air, and though it is a distant thing, as if it were nothing more than a second thought, it still clung to the sky like a mist that hasn't quite settled yet. she bites down on her lip, stifling a daring smile.
she stands a moment later, moving to present herself right before him. the skirt of her wrap is a bit too short for a proper curtsy, but she manages one with a flourish of her hands anyway, and though she dips her head before him once more, there is a lighter air about it this time. almost playful. ]
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I would love to see it one day, [ she says, and means it. for olivia, there is fewer delights than witnessing and experiencing a new dance.
but speaking of dancing...
she glances about, taking in the festivities continuing on around them. music still wafts in the air, and though it is a distant thing, as if it were nothing more than a second thought, it still clung to the sky like a mist that hasn't quite settled yet. she bites down on her lip, stifling a daring smile.
she stands a moment later, moving to present herself right before him. the skirt of her wrap is a bit too short for a proper curtsy, but she manages one with a flourish of her hands anyway, and though she dips her head before him once more, there is a lighter air about it this time. almost playful. ]
May I have this dance, my Lord?