Burlesque_Dancer

Marguerite is oblivious as she folds Arthmael's body into beautiful silhouettes. Following the familiar choreography, she dances relentlessly.

Grand Jete! Penche! followed by a series of graceful pas de chats. All concatenated in front of the enthralled emperor.

When the music reaches the outro in a full stop, Marguerite falls gracefully on the floor in a pose. She stays there and waits for the king to tell her she can leave.

She stays on the ground for a long time but hears nothing from him. Wondering if she did anything wrong, she wants to lift her head to look at the king's face, but quickly remembers the warning he gave her. If she disrespects him any further, who knows what he might do to her.

She suddenly feels her chin being lifted, her eyes meet the hazels of Demian. She forgets to breathe and falls from her pose onto the floor. She doesn't have time to regain her senses before two strong arms lift her off the floor.

She is about to question him on his weird behaviour when her mouth is suddenly covered by his in a kiss.

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Marguerite is very talented. She has a beautiful voice, a great passion for music and various talents in the arts. Unfortunately, her bright future gets compromised when she is forced to leave her world to fulfill the wish of someone else. Marguerite wanting to go home as soon as possible, accepts. However things turn out quite unexpected for her.

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To Find Edward

Marguerite looks at Armel with a pleading look, her puppy eyes difficult to look away from.

He starts to sweat, how could he say no to that? Calling out his name so informally, is she doing it in purpose? Does she realize her effect on him?

He sighs resignedly and Marguerite's eyes light up with hope, she smiles and brings her hands together with even more intense eyes looking at him.

Armel doesn't agree so easily. Who knows if he's letting a wolf into his house? Wolves are known to be unscrupulous robbers, this one might want to rob his precious wife.

Marguerite isn't given the chance to plead more and has to go back to her room. Armel goes to contemplate on the throne alone, his face scrunched up in ponder.

In any case, he doesn't need to be scared of a peasant man, he might as well agree and prove a point to this bold nuisance while he's at it.

"Summon the bard to the royal court."

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