Take Me To Paradise

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25/03/2012 -

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evangeline's.pov

It is as though all spot lights were on us as we shimmer like crystals on show - dancing to the rhythmical ballad playing away beautifully.

While I am syncing with the flow of Edmund's embrace, my gaze sinks onto Colton; as expected from my vision, he is dancing successfully with Amelia and her plain dull being, I don't understand why she is not happy because he is keeping up with the melody.

Returning my attention back to Edmund, his dark brown eyes concentrating on his swift floating motion flowing within his body and feet. We spin together with our heads held high in joy as the weight of the world lifts off effortlessly. Being delicate and carefree as I could, Edmund slows to a stop, his hand rising off from the hold and decides to arch his arm in the air; letting me twirl upon the spot with a star like smile dancing along my face - feeling a slight cool air sweeping against my skin.

He places his cupped hand back around my waist, along with my hand resting upon his shoulder blade as we continue to fit into the serenade.

We as a pair of doves glide by Colton and Amelia, the four of us softly spinning by symmetrically.

The ballad playing by the King's small orchestra begins to quieten down - I don't want this to end; it's so much fun!

At that point the graceful violin players let their bows end the last long tune. The four of us slow down with the melody. Edmund's cheerfully colourful face continues to shine for the first time in my eyes, as we are about to stop and hold, he changes that idea by releasing me, tucking his hands holding my sides he lifts me with his strength into the hot air, he spins the both of us - my smile unable to die away because his happiness is important and everlasting, I am glad to make him happy because he lives a life being the Prince, the one makes the commands, the one who has no light to his soul.

As we spun like we didn't care in the world - my long pink curls hanging down from the side as I gaze into his gaze. He slowly using the last of his might lets me down closer to him, my feet meeting the surface he pulls me into a heart filling hug; my arms curling around him for the moment as we heard the crowd clap to us four and our outstanding performance.

He sets me free and I turn to his side facing the audience clapping before King Alfric makes them calm so he could speak. While King Alfric waits for the large crowd to stop, I turn my attention towards Colton and Amelia standing apart from each other. Amelia looks defeated and Colton looks a little peeved. But, I thought, he is suppose to be jumping in some kind of joy? He didn't fail to dance. Maybe it is because of Amelia not supporting him or at least thanking him for not making her look like a "fool" or "idiot" as she said before.

                   "Bravo! Bravo!" King Alfric cheers a loud to us from behind, therefore the four of us turn on the spot to face King Alfric standing.

                   "That was a marvelous performance!" he says.

We bow courteously before him at the same time. I thought it was a exciting event - even if me and Colton thought it was going to be terrible.