A Night of the Ball

[amandine]

Amanda looked down for a moment at their closeness. "You're being quite bold with your movements, my lord." She said teasingly, the room suddenly felt hotter. It was a combination of the wine, her clothes, and the closeness of Beckett's body to hers.

[Lord Cutler Beckett]

" Do they displease you, my lady? ":: Asked her lowering his voice and it dared to whisper in his ear, allowing to escape his warm breath on his neck. He knew that it was the wine who was speaking, not the lady.

[amandine]

Amandine shivered, and spoke back to him in the same tone, "It doesn't bother me at all. I just thought you were straight-laced is all." She gripped his hand a bit tighter.

[Lord Cutler Beckett]

:: Beckett with gentleness caressed lightly his back and he kept on smiling her , being allowed him to captivate by his sweetness and his sincerity. L ooked at her fixedly to the eyes without stopping dancing. They were not conscious of that both were the only couple that was dancing, all the guests were observing them. In his mind he was wondering where Charlotte was, had lost it completely of his sight.

[amandine]

"You're still thinking of her," Amandine noted, "That woman from before. I've notice your eyes." She spoke softly, her smile slightly fading.

[[ OOC: I am so used to typing Amanda for my RPs, so if you notice my mistake... Know that I mean Amandine. ]]

[Lord Cutler Beckett]

" Not, only she makes me think about the past. Amandine". " Only a this woman in my mind, only one the one that makes me suffer every day". He thought in silence while it her was looking at the eyes.

[amandine]

"I'm here, Lord Beckett," She smiled a little bit, "Be in the present, hm?" Her brown eyes had a faint sparkle to them. Most of the people looking to her father, for his thoughts, but he took no mind. He was busy conversing with the governor.

[Lord Cutler Beckett]

:: When finished the dance, he did to her an elegant inclination and felt the urgency of going out to the balcony to breathe the breeze of the sea:: " My dear, I want to go out to the balcony to breathe pure air of sea. I do not ask you to accompany me, because I do not want to put you in a difficult situation "::: he said to her with gentleness and with conscience. She was a lady.

[amandine]

Amanda took a breath, "Cold air? I could definitely use it." She smiled, and used her fan on herself. She held out her arm, "I would like to get away from the eyes staring at us also." She whispered to him.

[Lord Cutler Beckett]

" If, they are making me a little nervous ":: And with these words, he him smiled and both went out to the balcony. Both were alone, very soon they all would begin to speak, especially the father of Amandine. Beckett rested on the rim of the balcony, closed the eyes enjoying the breeze of the sea, it would never get tired of that sensation. The sea rubbing his face that in a few seconds forgot that it was accompanied.