The great fire, it cost Erik everything he ever knew. His house, his only love... everything. He roamed the streets for almost four years, staying hidden in the shadows he made himself familiar with only to find his way back to the abandon and burnt...
After the two weeks of isolation, Erik's plan was about to begin.
As he stood in front of the body mirror and fixed his shirt, two women's voices echoed and quickly recognizing one belonging to his dear nightingale. Wearing his mask, he headed towards the source of the song, peculiar to see what this was all about.
As he reared the two-way body mirror in the siblings' room, he could hear the two women singing and the beating of shoes on the wooden floor. It was obvious that the two women were Morgana and Arthurian but also that they were dancing.
Pulling the dark curtain out of the way, his eyes landed on the three women in front of him. Meg was sitting on a chair, her hair just been made into a half up the braid and the rest lose with flowers braided as well and decorating them.
Arthurian danced along with Morgana and soon they pulled Meg along with them. He was surprised she could keep up with them but then it was Meg Giry he was talking about. She had the dance talent in her blood and knew how to dance before she could walk properly.
Finally, his eyes rested on Morgana as she broke up from the women and grabbed a rose. His eyes inspected her whole outfit and couldn't help but admire her exposed back and legs in a way he hadn't before.
However, his eyes quickly went to the face he had fallen in love with and saw her with closed eyes and moving slowly as she sang.
M: I only need someone tonight. Who'll make my heart beat fast A handsome man with loving eyes. Who smiles as he walks past
The harp may play in old-time worlds. He'll twirl me around the floor He'll promise me that I will be. His girl forevermore
His girl forevermore. His girl forevermore
He'll promise me that I will be. His girl forevermore
He was charmed, enchanted once again at her sweet voice as it reached his ears. However, his heart WAS heavy as the lyrics of the song touched him, realizing he could never be the man in the song.
He was not handsome, his eyes were not loving and he had forgotten how to smile. Soon, his small grief was broken as her friend started to sing and then ended up with the three of them again dancing and then the two Irish ladies.
In the end, they stopped and started to laugh and smile as the excitement of the dance slowly brushed off their bodies. He had to admit they were pretty good but when he meant they, he specifically meant Morgana.
Her body danced smoothly, her legs trained and acted as if they had a will of their own. Her red hair moving along with her as her voice charmed anyone who was lucky enough to listen.
"Morgana," he said, directing his deep voice only to her and she seemed to look around in search for him.
This trick never gets old, he thought as clapping echoed in the room and everyone turned their attention to the door, only to see Cáel and Jack standing at the door.
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