Scarlett

''I hope your ankle isn't sore anymore'' he takes a step closer and holds out his hand, ''You're serious?'' I giggle slightly knowing what was on his mind.

''Well there isn't anyone watching us, so I guess?'' I place my hand in his and slowly place the other on his shoulder, he positions himself and places his hand around my waist, ''You need to show me how to do this'' he chuckles nervously.

From our letters, I'd noticed that Cane disliked dancing, but today, having him try it with me, had to be the most heart warming incident I've ever come across.

I nod in response and place my foot front, he places his back shakily, I repeat the step with the opposite foot and look at his reaction, filled with concentration and less enjoyment, ''Before you end up stamping me'' I giggle, ''Let's try this'' I place both my hands on either side of his shoulders allowing him to grip my waist, we moved around slowly, maybe not in the most perfect way, but it felt perfect to me.

This time when I looked at him, he seemed at ease, enjoying my presence, he presses his forehead lightly against mine and smiles and then instantly grips my hand and spins me, he grabs hold of my back and gently dips me, ''How was that for a non dancer?'' He smirks.

The intense heat gathered in my cheeks made it difficult to respond, he clearly could tell what he'd done to me. He places me upright, ''Errr let's sit?'' I place both my hands on my embarrassing pink cheeks.

I follow him to the sheet and take a seat next to him, without a second passing he lightly tickles me, I push his hand away immediately, ''Na Na Na Na Na no Cane, you know I'm ticklish!''

''Really?'' He grins, ''I don't recall you mentioning that in your letters'' he continues tickling me and I erupt into an uncontrollable laughter. I grab his hands forcing him to stop, silence consumes the air and we slowly begin entwining our hands.

I shy away, still holding his hand, the silence we placed ourselves in wasn't uncomfortable at all, in fact, I enjoyed the tranquility.

Momentarily Cane begins speaking, speaking about everything and anything he thought about, his expressions, his tone, his genuineness placed a sense of serenity and happiness in me as I watched him. He managed to dispatch any awkwardness that came our way, I loved that about him.

My hand hooks into his, as a gentle breeze softens the mood, I lean onto his shoulder and grip his muscular arm tightly, he quiets down and places his head on mine.

Well Cane being Cane, starts rambling again and ruins the romantic moment! Each time I tried resting on him, he shuffled and spoke again, ''Cane!'' I shout agitated, ''Hmmmm?''

I loved when he did that, he sounded absolutely adorable, ''I'm trying to hold you!'' He chuckles at my comment, ''Alright alright come here'' he wraps his arm around my waist and falls back into the pillows with me on top of him.

I cuddle deeper into his well built chest and close my eyes, ''Better?'' His grip tightens, ''Perfect'' I murmur. I lied though, this wasn't perfect, it was truly beyond perfection.

''I almost forgot!'' He quickly stands up, ''We haven't eaten anything!'' He darts inside without waiting for my response, I stand up and trace his steps inside.

''Will this do?'' He questions holding up a box, ''Pizza??'' I shout excitedly. ''Well since its your favo--'' I quickly embrace him energetically, ''Thank you thank you thank you!!!''

He laughs in response and kisses my cheek, ''At least now I know how to get my way with you when I need to'' he comments. I nudge him whilst we make our way outside.

We spent the rest of the evening in dedication to laughter, messy eating and heart warming talks.

''It's nearly time for me to go'' I say desultory. ''Nearly'' he pulls me onto his chest once again and holds me tightly. I quietly listen to his heartbeat, the breeze, so gentle and light, made the moment memorable. Our bodies were intertwined, seeming inseperable, my gaze fell on the breathtaking blanket of stars, immersing into the darkness, while his gaze fell on me, not shifting at all.

We stayed in that position, forgetting the distraught world around us, I didn't want it to end, but it had to, ''Cane''

''I know'' he responds in a low tone. I push myself up and he follows shortly, ''Let me take you, it's late''

The walk to the palace was painfully slow, whatever happened between us today, suddenly made us worry. Would we be able to continue this way? Or would we have to stop? The world we had left, pounded back, William, my parents, my decisions...

Cane takes a hold of my hand as we reach the back of the castle, he shifts his gaze portraying hurt and embraces me, tears begin building as I let go and quickly turn away.

''Scarlett'' his voice weary, I turn to him, ''Smile?'' I close my eyes, wetting my cheeks and immediately sprint inside the castle not looking back.

''Who was that?'' I stop in my path, my breathing now heavy, ''Who was that Scarlett?'' A grip tightens around my shoulder and turns me around.