_AnaTolia_ & xD3siR3x

[_AnaTolia_]

Alyss fussed with her appearance as she entered the dining room. Is my dress all wrinkly? Is my hair arranged neatly? Do my shoes go with the dress? Although she felt all anxious inside, she kept a placid face. Aly had to put up being in her sisters' shadow, so she was used to it. Her eyes scanned the room, widening when she saw a well dressed man enter the room. The click-clacking of her shoes stopped as she looked at him.

'I-Is that the master?' Alyss thought, remembering his appearance from when she first met him.

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Eric stopped for a moment, both from surprise and taking a moment to admire Alyss. He snapped out of it quickly and proceeded towards the table where he offered a chair for her. He didn't speak, he knew not what he should say, nor how to start the conversation, therefore, after she took her chair, the man went to the opposite side of the table and took a seat there. Soon, Dia appeared just behind a corner of the door to take a peek. Seeing how stiff her master was, the little sprite shook her head, "No, no, no, that simply wont do!" she snapped her tiny fingers and as if out of nowhere some violins floated into the room and started playing a soft melody. The food was right in front of them and Eric decided it was about time for them to proceed with dinner.
"The dress ... It's lovely. Looks very good on you," he tried to break the silence between the two of them.

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Alyss nodded at Eric as he politely offered a chair for her. She muttered a thanks as she sat down, afraid that she might botch whatever she said out loud. She had to admit, the master looks pretty good. Aly wasn't surprised when the floating violins came to the room; in truth, she was both relieved and enchanted by them.

Alyss began to eat dinner slowly. When she heard Eric's comment about her dress, her cheeks were stained with a light pink. "Why, thank you. Your suit really suits you." She paused, realizing she said the same word twice and bit her lip. 'Great.'

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"Oh, you think so?" Eric lightened up. "Thank you!" he half smiled, apparently the action was much more difficult than he remembered it to be. He hadn't had much practice, but the man kinda had a feeling that maybe, with her around, things will start to change. "M-may I offer a toast? A toast to you... Thank you for arriving here..." he said raising a glass of wine. There were a couple of other things he wanted to say to her, but they felt out of place. "I hope you'll enjoy your stay here as much as possible within the mansion's perimeter."

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'Within the mansion's perimeter... Nice of you to put it that way.' Alyss sarcastically thought, but was taken aback by the master's mood lightening. She nodded and felt honored that he would like to toast her. She gently handled her glass of wine and raised it a bit, feeling awkward. 'Why would he be thankful for me being here? Was I supposed to do something in my stay here?' Aly thought, the question lingering in her mind as she ate. "I'm sure I will." She said, a smile clearly shown on her face. There's no harm in being friends with the master, right?

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Eric gulped down the drink and set the glass on the table, everything seemed slightly awkward. It was as if he was learning table manners anew. The violins continued to play throughout the meal, not letting the atmosphere get dampened any more. Everything was fine, but it lacked a more lively conversation or , should we say, there was no conversation afterwards. Dia was dissatisfied with that, however there was little she could interfere with.
"Okay, let's do this..." she decided and floated towards Alyss. "Say, would you care to dance after the meal?"

[_AnaTolia_]

Alyss had kept silent throughout the meal. The only sounds that can be heard were the violins playing and the eating utensils that she and the master used. When the little sprite flew over and asked her about dancing after the meal, she looked at Dia with a confused look on her face.

'Dancing? Me?' Aly had danced before, not much ever since her mother died. "I'd be honored." She answered politely, dreaming about how wonderfully sweet the music would be, their steps mirroring the other.