The dance was about to begin. On the other side of the auditorium, Cesare, Crocia, and Sandino walked up the stairs. Sandino, who had been marveling at the glorious scene on the four walls of the auditorium, was walking up the last step. I was stirred a bit and almost landed on my face when I entered the venue, which was amazing.
The petite and cute Crocia is wearing a tube top cake dress today. The design is layered on top and paired with a blue color. It perfectly sets off Crocia's fair skin and also makes the beautiful girl look even more beautiful. Lively and cute, she held her brother's hand tightly and hummed softly to the melody of the auditorium music, feeling very good.
Only Cesare was wearing a black dress with an expressionless face, like a mourner from hell who accidentally broke into a party on earth. When the light of the magic candlesticks in the sky shone on his face, Cesare subconsciously raised his hand to cover it. , he was not used to this environment yet, and the noisy and bright auditorium made him feel at a loss.
Cesare, who was forced to attend the ball, wore a pure black tuxedo. He led Crocia toward the inside of the auditorium while struggling to adjust his collar.
"Mr. Sandino, do you know about hanging? This collar is similar to a noose. I even suspect that you want to murder me." Cesare seemed to vent all his dissatisfaction on the innocent dress, quite resentfully. Complaining to Sandino about the size of his clothes.
"Don't be too picky. I spent a lot of effort to rent the dresses for you and Crocia." Sandino, who had just regained his feet, pretended to be serious and said while glancing around to make sure no one was looking. To his ugly behavior just now. Sandino then spread his arms to show off his clothes.
"Why don't you come and try my outfit? This was worn by my father when he was a child. It was very popular back then." He was wearing a black coat that was obviously not suitable for the size, with a white lining inside and a hoodie. He wore a bright red tie, and the cuffs on Sandino were obviously too long, even covering his hands and feet.
Cesare looked at the dress up and down. He felt that Sandino was like a funny male penguin wearing a red scarf walking on dry land. He shrugged his shoulders and decided not to attack him. "No...thank you." Then he decisively rejected Sandino's proposal.
Although people will be happy that Crocia, a well-known beauty in the school, will come to the prom, more people will avoid it when they see Cesare arriving, perhaps because of Crocia's lovely face. , Cesare’s face is more in line with the various rumors of bad nature in the Hunyadi family.
They were afraid that the sudden visit of the crow would disturb their enjoyment of the dance.
Many people discovered that Crocia did not have a surname, so they suspected that the brother and sister were not biological, otherwise they would not be so different. However, Miss Velatia did not seem to mind these rumors.
Seeing other people coming towards them, Crocia quickly let go of her brother's hand. Veratia, who had just ignored the gallon, couldn't hide her joy and came to Crocia. She took her sister's hand and said, "It's great to see you. I was still worried that you wouldn't come. Attending the dance.”
"How could you miss this rare school anniversary?" Crocia responded happily, and then deliberately lowered her voice and said to Velatia: "You can't guess how hard I worked to convince my brother. Coming together is like sending him to the execution ground.”
After Crocia finished speaking, Cesare on the side smiled awkwardly, and Veratia also covered her face and laughed softly.
"Good afternoon Cesare, thank you for coming to the ball." Villardia pulled up her skirt and greeted Cesare with a smile. "The first dance will start soon, let's go in and wait." Cesare just smiled in return and followed Velatia silently towards the center of the auditorium without any other reaction.
Only Sandino, who had not said anything, had a slumped face and sighed, because it seemed that Villadia didn't even look at him.
After a few people had taken a few steps, a tall and rude figure suddenly blocked their path in the crowd. Boris made a face, stared at Cesare on purpose with annoyance, clasped his fingers together with his hands, and had no intention of getting out of the way even if he realized that he was blocking the way.
"Boris...can you step out of the way?" Velatia also said somewhat unhappily.
However, Boris ignored Velatia and said directly to Cesare: "It seems that your memory is not very good. Have you forgotten what we talked about before?"
"This is a dance. If you have anything to do, you can come to me later. Please don't disturb other people's interest." Cesare responded to the other party's rude behavior in a calm tone. Seeing that the other party did not want to give in, the atmosphere gradually became tense. Sandino and Crocia also took a step forward to block Cesare without hesitation.
Just when Boris was about to raise his chin and take a step forward, a cane that was so extravagant and exaggerated stood in front of Boris. Gallen appeared in front of everyone with a very annoyed look and shouted: "Boris ! Stop being rude! If you don’t get out of the way quickly, are you going to make your family ashamed of you!?”
After Boris resigned obediently, Galen pretended to be apologetic. "I'm so sorry, ladies and gentlemen, please believe that although Boris behaves a little vulgarly, he also means well."
There was no need to listen to what Gallon had to say. Cesare had almost guessed what he was going to say next, and turned around to avoid this place silently.
Galen seemed to be just smiling to hide his embarrassment, but there was malice in that smile that was difficult to detect. "Boris just feels that...the beautiful Miss Veratia, as a prominent person, would be very unfortunate if you accidentally get tainted with some bad rumors because of your noble attitude towards treating every classmate equally..." …Isn’t it?”
"Gallon, I don't understand what you are talking about." After hearing the other party's inexplicable remarks, Veratia wanted to refute, but when she looked back at where Cesare was standing just now, she was surprised to find that Cesare had already Unknowingly, he silently left to the other side.
Then he didn't bother to continue to refute Gallen's words, and hurriedly rushed in the direction Cesare left, ignoring Gallen again.
While trying to catch up with Cesare, Veratia was suddenly stopped again. "Miss Velatia! So you are here, I have been looking for you just now."
The speaker was Hilton, who had appeared at the auction before. At this time, he was wearing a white short-tailed dress. He dressed himself more exquisitely than before. He held a cane in a dignified and elegant posture, without losing the lordship. The son's aura. "Am I honored to invite you to dance with me?" Hilton asked confidently.
"Ah... I'm very sorry, Mr. Hilton. I already have a partner." After rejecting Hilton, Veratia finally caught up with Cesare's back. She didn't care too much and directly grabbed Cesare. arm.
"Cesare, don't think too much about what Galen said. Actually... um... I think... I mean... can I invite you to be my dance partner?"
Cesare couldn't help but be surprised when he heard Velatia's hesitant words. He turned back and looked at Velatia. The already beautiful girl looked even more charming with a slight blush on her face due to her nervousness.
"Thank you for your kindness, but I'm afraid I can only refuse." Cesare answered directly without much hesitation, shaking his head.
"You, have you already chosen a dance partner..." Velatia let go of Cesare with some disappointment.
"No, it's just because I can't sing or dance. Although I hate to admit it, Sir Hilton's dancing skills are very good. You can definitely consider his invitation."
Just as Cesare finished speaking, a thunder suddenly sounded outside the window, causing the rhythm of the dance party to pause in shock, and the misty drizzle suddenly turned into a heavy rain.
Cesare just said what he really thought frankly, but Veratia lowered her head and bit her lower lip silently. When she raised her head again, her expression turned cold and she said lightly. He said: "Thanks to your kindness, I didn't bother Mr. Cesare to choose a dance partner for me." Then he left without looking back.
Before Cesare could react, what happened to Velatia? Hilton, who had just witnessed everything, also walked over with a frown and his head held high. He also did not give Cesare a chance to ask questions first, looking arrogant and inexplicably angry. He said to Cesare: "It's not your turn to worry about my affairs.
In addition, as the son of an earl, even an illegitimate son should learn the most basic singing and dancing etiquette. Is the gardener responsible for your tutoring? ? Mr. Cesare Hunyadi. "After saying that, Hilton snorted softly and turned around to leave like Velatia.
In the memories, it was when Cesare was still very young. The mansion in the memories was much smaller than the homes of nobles of the same level. Although there was no magnificent decoration, the layout and style of the house were more elegant. It's warm and cozy, as if the people living here are just a relatively wealthy civilian family.
In order to make it easier for Cesare to learn to dance, the servants had to move the seats in the restaurant aside to make an empty space. Anyway, no guests had been here for a while.
"Step back with your left foot, turn the heel of your palm, and remember to maintain balance." The woman held Cesare's small palm, deliberately lowered his body and slowed down his pace, patiently teaching the key points of the dance steps. "Relax, try to keep your weight in line and stay straight, don't rush around."
As she spoke, the woman entered the state with the rhythm of the dance music. Although it was just teaching, the gentle smile on her face was still immersed in it. The woman lightly rotated her heels to dance her graceful body, trying to bring Cesare to experience this with her. The beauty of dance music.
But even though the woman had tried her best to cater to Cesare, the young Cesare still danced very clumsily. The movements of his feet alone were far less than one-tenth of the standards and grace of the woman, and he seemed to be swaying A duck that has just learned to walk, waddling around in circles is very funny.
After losing his balance again and again and being regained by the woman, Cesare, who had not yet lost his childishness, lost his temper. He shook off the woman's hand and forcibly stopped teaching. "I...I might not be good at this. This is a waste of time..."
Cesare lowered his head feeling guilty. He didn't have any grudge against the woman, he was just angry at his own clumsiness.
However, the woman touched Cesare's head naturally. "Don't say that. You are very talented. You just need time to digest what you learned today. Let's try again one last time, okay?" The woman narrowed her eyes and smiled. "Would you like to go out with me to get some fresh air after this? I just want to mow the lawn."
Cesare felt much better after hearing the woman's comfort. He nodded, and at the same time he felt even more apologetic for his rudeness just now. "I'm sorry...I just don't want to disappoint you."
"How could that be?" The woman shook her head. "I have always been proud of you, because one day you will become a great man like your father."
"But..." The young Cesare hesitated for a moment, with a complicated and sad look in his eyes. At this time, the light of the ball in the auditorium dissipated the warm tones of memories, and the familiar house gradually disappeared in front of his eyes. Cesare's consciousness returned to reality again, returning to the ball at the San Carlo school celebration.
The first dance had already begun, and the students showed their elegance to the fullest with their waltz steps. The heavy rain outside the window could not weaken their enthusiasm for dancing with each other at all.
The gentle face of the woman in the memory has disappeared, and instead the lovely look of her younger sister Crocia appears in front of her eyes. At this moment, Cesare was facing Crocia slightly in the middle of the dance floor, with their right bodies facing each other, their left hands lightly holding each other, and his right hand gently holding his sister's back.
Accompanied by the gentle music, the brother and sister danced in perfect harmony. Their dancing postures were light and nimble, their bodies were as soft as clouds, and their steps were as delicate as beautiful bows flying with them. Their steps and expressions all revealed their affection for each other.
Even people who hate Cesare have to admit that at this time, in the eyes of outsiders, he and his sister are as jealous as a naturally matched couple.
