Redamancy | Technoblade

1-Debutante Ball

Professional Dancers waltz their way around the ballroom fluidly, making one movement connect with the other. Each white, floor-length dress belonging to the ladies sway to the rhythm of the orchestra.

The energetic and harmonious orchestra was admirable for the first night of more to come. Violins coming to forte as the rest play at mezzo-piano; bringing the start of a new song.

I looked down at my dance card and sighed. While it is normal to have around three to four possible suitors on the card I had none. My eyes watch the round of couples dance together for the ever so slight time they have to win each other's affection.

Moving my eyes away from the dance floor, I scan to find my brother chatting with Sir Atherton. A glimpse of hope comes to me as I realize the arrival of a certain Ender has finally come.

Cautiously walking by the chatting nobles, I make my way over to the drink table. Scanning for the least alcoholic beverage being served, in the corner of my eye I see small purple wisps fade out of focus.

"Lovely for you to join me Quinston," I say while turning to face him. His before combed black hair is now slightly ruffled while his suit is in place. Confusion showed on his face as to how I knew he was there.

"An honor indeed y/n. Seeing where you are, I take it your brother did not let you put anyone down on your list?"

"Precisely," I sneered while looking back over to the used to be two, now three men joking around together. Mother was feeling ill so Wilbur had decided as the caring brother he was, would chaperone me to the ball.

In the times that Wil had chaperoned before, he never let me dance with the suitors and would stay by me as I chatted with others whether it be a lady or gentleman. "By how relaxed and posed he is with Sir Atherton and Sir Fulton, He has forgotten all about my existence until sunrise."

Quinston rolls his eyes, knowing the way my brother acts when it comes to these events. His ears perked at the sound of the music fading and dancers slowing down. "I suggest we take this opportunity to forget them ourselves and make this first night feel as exciting as the others to come." He states, putting a hand out in front of me asking in the silence between us for me to take it.

Grasping his hand with assurance, we move out onto the dance floor. Acknowledging the other couples before getting into stance as the music started once again.

My right-hand holds his while having a slight grip on his shoulder. Quinston gets a controlled hold on my waist so he can lead swiftly. Waltzing fast to the counts, relaxation falls into place as we travel through each step.

To anyone on the second floor looking down, they'll see the blossom of white flowers come to life. "Given the time for this dance to meet its climax you think we can show off a bit?" Quinston suggests to you; knowing you want to stand out to potential suitors.

"Request accepted." You grin from ear to ear at the boy who knows you all too well. As you make your way around the room one more time you hear the piano start picking up its tempo as you both pick up the number of turns you do.

I keep my eyes locked with Quinston's purple pair to never stray away from our dance made up with the notes being played. Many eyes latch onto our bodies to see each possible move planned to be next. With Quinston's fluent control and my supple movements, we make the music start following us.

The notes get heavier, bringing slowness to our waltz and on the final beat, we end right in the middle of the ballroom. Silence weighs in the air until a burst of cheers come from fellow ladies and gents.

"The best first night with many more to come!"  A gentleman declares as everyone follows behind him. My eyes wander up to the top floor, seeing if any nobles up there liked the display shown.

By the banister, the faint color of red comes from an unknown person, looking down with an unreadable expression. The unknown person catches my eye and responds with a simple nod and then walks out of sight.

Why would someone be wearing red to a debutante ball?

Quinston grabs ahold of my attention before my curiosity could go wild. "We achieved our goal for now but your brother and Philza do not look like they can hold much longer. Sad we have to end tonight on a short ending but it's better than a bad one." After bowing one more time to everyone we make haste over to Wilbur and Philza.

"Very sorry Schlatt but we'll be taking our leave now with both of them as well. Have a wonderful evening." Schlatt nods in understanding and goes to talk with some of the ladies as his friends were being dragged away.

The ride home being eventful due to Wilbur rambling on about him getting married to Schlatt as Phil gave him reassurance in his quest for love.

"Why if I don't marry him where will all my time have gone? My quest for him will go on forever." Slurring his words throughout making his declaration.

"These two better not remember what is happening tonight. The look on their faces will be priceless and who knows, maybe we can twist it to be even more embarrassing than it is." You sneer at the two drunken men in front of you.

Philza and Wil have always held themselves high and promised to drink respectful amounts no matter the circumstances. Quin and you know not to be mad at them as they are allowed to make mistakes once and a while just it's fun to tease them about it after.

The carriage stopped in front of the Atherton's estate first, giving Quin some time to put Phil's arm around him and practically carry him into the estate. Before he closed the front door leading in, you waved goodbye to them both before being brought down one block to your estate. Getting help from the driver to bring Wilbur up to the door, you thank him before tipping him in return.

Wilbur's was passed out by this point so you had his entire weight being held up by you, carrying to the bedroom he resides in. Each step up the stairs took a breath out of you and shook your ankles slightly. "He better pay me back in the morning for this as I decided not to wake up any of the servants," you huffed out.

Finally making it to his room I sat him down on his bed, took off his shoes, and put him under his blankets. His face goes from uncomfortable to peaceful in the time he gets adjusted under the covers. After putting his shoes in his wardrobe I slide through the door to walk to my room.

The comfortable silence of the moon and stars shine through the windows displaying the atmosphere's dazzling art. I switch from my white ball gown to the nightclothes laid out on the bed. Slipping under the covers the bed brings sleep to mind as it always has. Warmth enveloping my entire body as I take one last look at the night sky.

"Another day ending, another ball waiting to begin."

Author notes: Don't be all sad that Techno hasn't been introduced yet(or maybe he has heh). Don't forget to star, follow, and add to your library if you like it. Quinston is your childhood friend that is apart of Philza's family as well as being part ender.

Word count: 1270