The Dead war.

Chapter Thirty: The Beginning Of The End

Oliver and I walked arm in arm towards the front of the ballroom. Once we were sitting on our thrones, everyone stood in the ballroom. I looked around at my people and I felt pride. Our people lined the floor standing by their husbands and wives or their boyfriends and girlfriends or siblings , the scent of thousands of kinds of perfume and Cologne filled the air mixed with the scent of cinnamon. The air was light and moved with joy instead of the normal heavy air that plagued umbris. People laughing and talking and little jumps up in the air celebrating the first masquerade ball in over two years.

"My people, this is the first masquerade ball in almost two years. We have fought and survived this war for over 4 years and we will continue to fight and survive. We will not let them take us!" I shouted. Everyone clapped and cheered and I smiled the largest smile I had ever done.

"We will party until we can't stand it anymore and we will party and celebrate the years to come and we will celebrate all the men, women and children we have lost along the way. We will celebrate the lives that we have lost who have fought for us to be standing here today. We will celebrate the men and women who are still fighting to this day for us to live a life of freedom and prosperity. Our lives are ours to choose. And I choose life!" I shouted and the entire room erupted in cheers. I heard the sounds ripple from person to person from ear to ear from mouth to mouth. I nodded for the music to begin and I took my seat and watched as my people began to dance. Waltzing their hearts away no care in the world, no since or the impending doom that I knew would surely come. I looked at the corner of the room and I saw my mother standing next to viridia. She was crying and I didn't know why. When she noticed me looking at her she smiled and nodded her head and refused  to let me come over to her. Oliver stood up and held out my hand for me to take.

"Let's not sit here and sulk, shall we dance?" He asked. I smiled at my husband and took his hand. He led me down the marble steps to the dance floor. He took my hand in his and wrapped his free hand around my waist placing it gently on my waist. We fell into step letting the rhythm of the music control our movement. We moved as one instead of two our feet moved in sync as we danced to the music not only that was playing but the music in our hearts. It was like two souls becoming one again. For once it felt like the people and the sounds all seemed to fade; it was just Oliver and I alone with the beautiful decorations and scenery. Everything seemed to have dissolved and I felt like I was truly alone with my husband for the first time in over four years of courting and marriage. The world seemed to fade away and the only thing that still existed was us. The way his eyes danced against mine, the way his hand supported my back, the way his body moved with mine was like the wind and leaves dancing in the sky. His beautiful green blue eyes glistened in the afternoon light. The way his eyes danced between mine and dancing around my body sent sparks down my spine. Our bodies intertwined while we danced. His body matched my movement and I matched his. Our feet moved swiftly together, never missing a beat. He lifted me up with both of his hands and I placed my hands on his shoulder holding me upwards. I felt the air from all the movement brush against my face. I felt my dress twirl all around me. I turned my head upwards towards the ceiling as he twirled me up in the air. He slowly brought me back down. He spun me around his body and brought me back against his body. He dipped me again. He looked at me and his eyes glistened of pure joy and pure love. The way he looked at me sent Chills down my spin but in a good way. His voice and his smile and his eyes always made my insides do a little dance. We had been together for almost 5 years now and every time he touched me or kissed me I felt like a newlywed again. He always looked at me with such admiration and such happiness that sent butterflies through my stomach at such speeds I thought I might faint.

The same feelings he gave me the first day we met came surging up uncontrollably. I felt like a teenager falling in love for the first time again. I felt my heart race and my cheeks grow red when he smiled at me. His hands on my back and in my hand felt like a warm blanket on a freezing winter day. He pulled me in close and I rested my head on his chest as he placed his chin on top of my head. I felt and heard his heart beating the movement of his breath and his chest while it moved up and down with every inhale and exhale. I felt like he was standing at the edge of a cliff and he was the one holding me from falling off. I looked up and his beautiful eyes met mine and he slowly bent down and his lips locked onto mine. Surges of love and happiness and pure joy rushed up faster than I could handle. I felt like I was kissing him for the very first time again and it felt like pure paradise. The kiss felt natural and beautiful. It made me remember the life we had built together, the children we had created, the world we were fighting to save. I felt pride to be standing here with my Lips against this man. His beautiful brown hair fell against his back and the top of his hair pulled back into a small bun. When I looked up again I saw my father. My father was holding my hand and dancing with me. My eyes welled with tears and my father smiled and I knew he was proud of me. I looked down and When I looked up again Oliver was looking at me confused.