Chapter Six

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Same day. Your old rooms.

"As strange as it may sound, dancing has always been comforting to me whenever I'm struggling or stressed out. I just spin around, move my arms and legs and it's like I'm free. Life just melts away."

Francis: Y/N?

You: Francis?

Francis: What are you doing?

You: Nothing I...I didn't realize anybody was up here. Did I disturb you?

Francis: No. I was just...

You: Gathering your thoughts.

Francis: Yes, I sometimes come up here to be alone.

You: To my old rooms?

Francis: I know it must sound silly....

You: No, not silly...sweet.

You smile sweetly at each other.

Francis: There's another reason I come up here though.

He takes you to another one of your old rooms.

You:(smile) Where did all these swords come from?

Francis: I made them.

You: You made them? All of them?

Francis: Yes.

You: I never knew you were interested  in bladesmithing.

Francis: I wasn't as a child, but I somehow acquired an interest.

You: What other interests have you acquired? Besides breaking countless girls hearts.

Francis: I have not been breaking countless girls hearts.

You: Alright you don't have to tell me if you don't want to...I'll just ask Bash.

Francis: You wouldn't dare?

You: So you have kissed a lot of women.

Francis: Not as many as you think.

There's a moment of seriousness.

You: So tell me what other interests have you acquired? Bash told me you've taken up building boats

Francis: I'm trying to learn, but it's not easy.

You: Math never was your best subject.

Francis: Among other things

Another serious moment.

Francis: I should go, I promised Bash I'd spar with him.

You: Alright.

Francis leaves, you continue dancing.

Longer chapter next time. Promise!!!

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