T-Girl fairy tale 5

“I am so very sorry my Lady!”

“Oh it is I who am sorry. Sorry I did not bump into you earlier this evening. Then there I was not watching where I was going and have fortuitously bumped into you now.”

Her obviously forward comment took him aback for a moment. He stood there with his mouth agape, working with out hope for words.

“Come my Lord, unless you are attempting to imitate a brook trout stranded upon a stream bank please take me out upon the dance floor and let us dance. It has been a long and danceless evening so far and I intend to take advantage of your offer to dance as an apology for your clumsiness.”

Jared felt like some country bumpkin as he couldn’t seem to find any words in his head that would fit out of his mouth. But it didn’t seem to matter to this beautiful woman. She stepped over beside him and taking his arm steered him out onto the dance floor. He was so transfixed her beauty that he didn’t notice that all the revelers cleared a spot for them on the floor or that many of the people were pointing at them and whispering behind their hands. The music swelled until it filled the ballroom and then swept them all into motion.