03-21-2012, 02:13 AM
Cyris ' grin widened. Softly closing his fingers over Pandora's. "You seem a bit sad about something. I can see it in your eyes." He spoke softly, but chose his words carefully, as he lead Pandora onto the dance floor. Cyris turned to face Pandora, and placed his hand at the small of her back to lead her in the dance. "Is there anything I can do to ease your sorrow?"
For the first time, Cyris felt glad that his brother had chosen him as his replacement. He quite liked the atmosphere of the ball, and the dark elf dancing with him was beautiful.
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