T.O.T. Chapter 22

Tribes of trolls:  Chapter 22


More then just a surprise. 




So this was it.The Suprise? Pacen was upstairs within a room of Eledria's home and had been given a change of clothing that she tailored herself. Standing before a tall mirror that he stood taller then it but he was looking himself over. Scratching the back of his head as he stared. He was wearing a soft material in color of a dark green. A long sleeve top attire with loops along one side of the opening that were looped over the small smoothly carved wooden buttons down a line. A collar that was flatten down just around his neck and embriodery was etched in of a pattern down along the sides of the button down shirt at the front. Some gold color pattern was around around the cuffs and along the hem of the shirt. And a matching pair of pants, the dark green seem to make his eye's pop. Tugging the bottom of the shirt to be sure it remain wrinkle free, it really did suit him well and it was simple and not over the top. Stepping up to the mirror he having to crouch a little on a knee just to look closer to himself. His hair though swept back in it's stuck up style, bushy side burn that grew down to the near corner of his jaw lines where wiry short hair cascaded down. Eledria didn't tell him anything just to go upstairs and put on the clothing she had set up on the bed. His mind still felt distracted and as nice of the clothing is he still just did not feel settled. He figured this is just a gift to show he is well accepted into the village but his mind could not stop thinking about Amatria. He lifted a hand just to brush back a few soft strands away from his brow at the hair line. A soft knock on the door and he stood slowly looking toward the door.

"Come in." He softly spoke.

Eledria would open the door and at first peek in before she smiled and stepped in further closing the door.

"Oh good it fit's you....you look marvelous Pacen."

Stepping up to him closer while she wore the same clothing she wore earlier. If anything she had her hair pulled back, half of it up with braided hair and going around the crown of her head to gather together at the back joining in with the flow of curls. And a silver tiara that she wore around the front of her brow with a single tear drop pearl at the center. She saw his smile but his eye's spoke differently.

"T'ank's Eledria....Pacen like. Fits well....not tight." His hand was smoothing over the front of his shirt before he dropped his hand along side.

She studied him for a moment and he really did hold a handsome appearance, but she had to do something about his untame hair.

"I'm glad." She spoke with that motherly tone in her smile.

"Now we are almost done but I need you to sit in the chair but put it infront of the mirror." She pointed to the chair in the room.

He looked over to it and soon would do as asked. Grabbing the chair to lift with one hand, in a few short steps he placed the chair down and sat.

"Thank you Pacen."

She would place down a small bag to place on the dresser near by, opening it to get a brush out and a few hair accessories before walking over to him. Brush in hand she extended her hand out to just start but Pacen pulled away.

"Wait....what Eledria doin'?" He gave her a odd look toward her with a raise of his brow.

She laughed lightly. "Just going to brush out your hair and do something about it. Can't just leave it like this." She ruffles his hair lightly.

He tilted his head a little. "But is dis surprise?" He grabbing the collar of the shirt as he looked to her. Once more he would hear laughter from her and her head shaking.

"No no....there is much more. This is just the start Pacen. There is much more but I'm not allowed to tell. You will just have to wait and see.." She held a kind smile.

"Have you not ever had your hair brushed before?" She had to put into thought that even something as simple as this might be strange for him.

"No...just not often. Someone brush 'air." He can't remember the last time anyone brushed his hair, even he doesn't do so all that often unless it's knotted. Tends to just let it be even after washing it.

She smiled gently and this time he remain still when she passed the brush along the top off his head to start brushing. Pacen sat there but the moment he felt those bristles pass between strands he got that relaxation tingle going down his spine. Like he just may be lulled to sleep, starting small at first with his eyes mostly to the floor as he listened to her hum. She snagged a few knots but when she found one she held below the knot so she can brush it out and not hurt him any. Each pass of that brush getting deeper and to the back of his head he was slouching a little more and his ears lowering.

Is he getting sleepy with her brushing his hair? She was watching while she hummed gently, grabbing a few strands to brush out and his hair was looking softer as she went on. But with her looking to the mirror his eyes were half open and he certainly looked like he was going to nod off. It's an adorable sight given that she has not seen such a complacent expression in the longest time over brushing hair. A wonder crossed her mind to how much stress he must be holding onto for such an affect. He looked to be relaxed enough while here and really, hardly any stress is felt here.

Every brush stroked seem to take his thoughts away of how the day went or at least that moment in the pond. His eyes started to flutter a little and becoming more blinky as he sat there, becoming difficult to stay awake. Perhaps with staying awake so late in the night when he couldn't sleep at all, he's got a few hours in after bathing that helped clear his mind enough to get some sleep. His eyes drawn to a close and what may seem like a moment to just close his eyes was enough for him to nearly nod off to sleep. His head jerked up and eyes wide for just a moment.

She stopped and looked to him. "Pacen are you alright?" Eledria a little worried given she's never had anyone just nearly fall asleep from brushing hair besides knowing that it can be relaxing.

He blinked a couple of times and looked to her. "Tired.."

Such fatigue in his eyes and there is the be a celebration. She thought over on what to do, she wanted to talk to him to see what was the matter but she wasn't expecting for him to become this sleepy. She looked over to the bed that isn't large enough for him but maybe she can give him just an hour of sleep.

"Stand up.." She tugged at his shoulder and he would do so and look to her with questioning eyes. Moving to the bed she patted it.

"I know your larger then this but lay down....I'll let you sleep for an hour."

Maybe if she let's him sleep then they can talk, she can fix up his hair later which looked a little more tame but still needed some styling done at least in her eyes. Pacen wasn't going to argue the bed did look promising for sleep and moving to it he would just lay on the covers at first upon his back but his legs dangled over the end so he changed the position to lay on his side where he could bend up his legs and letting out a small sigh he would close his eyes.

She would leave the room to let him rest and headed her way downstairs where Renlas was. "Is he all set and ready?" Eledria shook her head.

"No...he's asleep." She motioned a hand for him to follow before taking a seat on a soft chair.

"Asleep? What about the feast?" He asked looking puzzled, sitting on a small couch.

"He's not to sleep for long. I'm letting him take a nap...a bit of a sleepy reaction when I was brushing his hair."

"Sleepy reaction?" Once more he sounding puzzled.

"I wanted to do something of his hair to look more presentable but.." She smiled and shook her head. "He was falling asleep as I brushed his hair." Laughing out a little.

"Oh...I suppose that is something only a mother has a knack in." He chuckled a little.

"Well the outfit I made him fits him perfectly and he looks quite handsome in it I may add. But I noticed he seemed distracted and I think with everything that he has been weighing down in his own mind, it caught up with him and he's tired. I'm not sure what is buzzing in his mind constantly but it certainly seems to be alot for him to carry." She explained.

"And we got a while before everyone is ready so I can at least let him have an hour of rest, should of seen his face I was afraid he would fall out of the chair." She chuckled softly.

Renlas nodded gently before he would stand up. "Alright I'll be back...going to see if there is more to set up and shall return." Given he knew where to bring Pacen, he would bow softly before he would depart.


That hour passed on by without much to his acknowledgement, just he passing out moments of laying his head down. That hour was most appreciated hour he spent on sleeping. Though not enough to give him a full sleep he was lacking in but good enough to get through the night as he had been awoken. Sitting right back in that chair yawning with a half lidded gaze of his grogginess. He was nodding off every time that brush passed along his hair, he couldn't help it. It just felt relaxing and shoved every thought in his mind to the way side. Eledria softly shook her head with a smile.

"You're going to miss out on your surprise if you sleep the rest of the night."

His eyes opened wide for just a moment or two, suddenly hearing her voice and looked to her direction at the corner of his gaze. His ears lowered a little.

"Sorreh....very relaxin'." He lifted a hand to tap the brush she was using. Hearing her chuckle, maybe some conversation will help keep him awake.

"I taken notice....did you sleep at all last night?"

"No..not alot." He sighed looking sleepy once more.

"What kept you up?"

"Thoughts."

"And what thoughts kept you up?"

With a soft sigh. "Ama-tre-a." He admitted.

"I see.." She started to gather his hair and separating into three strands to start to weave his hair into a braid.

"So what is bothering you about her?"

"Ama-tre-a not bother....Pacen think alot....like Ama-tre-a.....but..." He quieted.

"But what?" She finished the braid once she tied it.

His hair was brushed back and having a braid that is long enough to touch his shoulders. Some hair at the front of his hair line gave a bit of a fluff style with all the shorter hair sticking up some but it was a style that worked.

Once she was done he looked to her. "Not know what Pacen want.....Dis close Pacen be.....kiss Ama-tre-a." He lifted a hand with his index and thumb align and closing in closer together to illustrate just how close he was. He blinked quickly when he heard her let out a soft laugh.

"Oh my Pacen! You almost kissed her?" She asked with a bright smile.

"Umm..." He started to fiddle with his hands nervously, ears lower some and indigo color rise to his cheeks. "A..little.." He spoke out lowly.

"Oh dear...Pacen...you don't have to be so shy." She found it adorable his expression along with his personality, never thought she see the day of a full grown male troll blushing. "It's alright...what stopped you from kissing her?"

With a dead panned expression. "Da' kids.." With a flat tone voice.

She laughed out once more which she would see a small smile show up to Pacen's features, covering her mouth and shaking her head.

"Now I'm beginning to wonder what were you two up to with the children around!" She laughed out.

"Ama-tre-a show special spot! Kid's wit' Pacen....kid's follow. Pacen see special spot of Ama-tre-a....Pacen play in water wit' Ama-tre-a....and den.." He tried explaining in his best knowledge of common.

"Looked in her eyes.....got caught up....almost kiss....got splash in face by Liam.." He slouched more and more as he spoke of that part, looking a little defeated.

"Oh that rascal!" She chuckled and patted his shoulder.

"Pacen not feel so smart tryin' dat....tried but...not get it right." Spoke in a defeated tone as well.

"Stand up.." She asked and he would do so, she fixing his collar having to reach high up but thankful that he slouched some for her to reach comfortably.

"Now listen Pacen....you have been with us for quite some time. Living on a island far from all that you know, who you know. You been helpful around us, never asked much of anything of us. And on top of that....your growing fond of a certain young lady." She smiled up to him, he looking to her while he listened.

"I want you to do me a favor tonight...think you can do that for me?" She tilted her head with her smile, seeing him nod.

"Good...now my favor is I want you to have fun tonight to what has been planned. No more thinking and most of all...just be with Amatria...don't stress yourself on anything then having a good time okay?" Smiling up to him and watching his expression.

He looking to Eledria and letting out a soft sigh, nodding once more. "Okay."

"Good...now let me look at you." She stepped back to look him over. "Turn around.." She twirled a finger.

With a roll of his eyes he chuckled, slowly turning around and soon facing her.

"Wonderful!" She clapped her hands softly with a brightening smile. "You look positively handsome Pacen..." She watching him blush a little once more. Extending her hand out. "Come along...we got a surprise to get too!"

Taking her hand he sighed some but couldn't help but smile, following Eledria to where he needed to be at.


After a while of preparing and settling everything, the smell of food was strong in the air and torchs lite all around the area along with a bon fire at the center. Many soft cushion pillows laid around in a circle with a table of where the Elder elf sat at along with his family and guest. Everyone dressed in their best outfits, from gowns to skirts for the women and pants with a shirt for the men. Even Ganki was apart of it as he stood by having a few feather decorations he was wearing. Pacen not seeing any that was there, had to close his eyes and follow Eledria. Once there he stood in a smaller hut of someones home. Everyone had gathered to sit on their pillows. Kytas was sitting in his seat and Renlas stood at the center where the fire is. Pacen listening from within the hut looking to Eledria.

"What is goin' on?" He asked in a whisper and becoming just a little nervous.

"Shhh just listen.." She remained with him.

"Ladies and Gentlemen.....it's been a while since we held up a feast as this. We are in celebration tonight and give a welcome toward our one and only guest for the past several weeks. He came to us as a lost stranger, ship wrecked and luckly he had survived to be here. You all know whom I speak of, a stranger that has become a friend and we may be teaching him but in return does he teach us. For tonights feast shall be in honor, Pacen of The Darkspear." Holding his hand out toward the hut Pacen and Eledria were inside. Sounds of clapping becoming a little more louder.

"That's our cue...let's go." She smiled to the wide eye'd expressed troll, holding his arm she tugged him and not try and get him passed the surprise shock written on his features.

He felt like he was almost on autopilot with his legs on the move and his brain trying to catch up,  moving the flap skin to the side he stepped out with Eledria. The clapping grew along with the sounds of cheers. Pacen sheepishly grinned and stepping his way through the center, approaching Renlas. He lifting a hand to wave and once he stood before Renlas would he then speak.

"Come along Pacen, this is just the beginning." He gave a firm pat to his shoulder, walking the rest of the way toward the table where Kytas sat.

Pacen turned his head toward where Eledria stood by, she motioned her hands for him to go on before she would go and sit down near her son. Pacen in the mean while lead to take a seat with a chair empty next to him. And sitting next to the empty chair at the center was Kytas and along side Kytas another chair that was empty for now.

"Go on sit down.." Pacen would sit while Renlas moved to be at the center.

"And before we feast tonight....we are in store for a dance" He would step off to the side and making his way back to the table to sit in the seat next to his father.

Sound of clapping heard around before going quiet. The sound of music began to play, from the soft precussions of conga drums to the gentle sound of two shake of beads hitting the sides of a wooden hand held rain stick in the mix of the beat. Strum of harp strings in a elegant melody. Each instrument created by the wooden trunks of trees to the skins of what animals they have hunted for food, clothing and so on. Such things that took years to create and some instrument showing their age of worn wood but still kept in good condition. The drums had elven writing to chisel in shapes of dancing bodies.The first set of girls would emerge, four young female adults dressed in flowing long skirts that are vibrant in color and matching tops. With bracelets at their wrists and chimes on their ankles. They moved in slow soft motions, by the flow of arms to the standing on pointed toes of their feet. By lift of a leg and balancing on one, gentle leaps and bounds. They moved in sync with one another, forming a line to then twirl into formation of a circle. Dancing round and round, they moved like the caress of wind in the trees. Moving with the music, such rhythm and grace. With the music building up and hearing a gentle chime rolling from high to low, out emerged another dancer. The four females spread about creating a double line. Two behind but inbetween the two in the front that stood to the sides. Once more repeating a motion as the other dancer moved in. With the same flurry of skirts to the top, but worn on her arms were long sheer sleeves that moved like wings. A loop at the end of the sleeve is looped around a single finger. The sleeves in a gold color, shimmered against the light. Skin of lavender and hair tied up in a bun with a few accessories clipped in. Loose hair at the front of bangs swept to the side to drape over one side of her face.

Pacen's jaw nearly hit the table if it wasn't attached to his skull. It was of course, Amatria amongst them that came out. Moving to the beat and creating such a rhythm of motions he was feeling the sway of it all alright. His eye's glued to the bend of arms to reaching out and above, how she spun and extended a leg to leap and land delicately on the balls of her foot. Her arms lowering while she floated, on the balls of her feet she was moving in a flutter like motion. He's never seen such a dance as this, he knowing of tribal dancing and even with it slow it almost had a similiarity but mostly slow tribal dancing is in flaunt of the body. Amatria moved like a female deer, standing upon thin legs that are powerful for leaps and dainty for small steps. Her poise strong and confident, twirling and bending. Her smile, as bright as an evening star. And her eyes, held bliss. An uncontainable happiness. All of them moved amongst one another that he barely was hearing the soft and gentle music. They all took a bow and gentle clapping was heard around. Pacen nearly forgot how to clap but he would join in.

But it wasn't over. Sudden the thunder rolling of drums vibrated into the air, Amatria stood up quickly. Reaching back to her bun she loosened it as planned to let it fall. It having curls at the ends of her long hair and sparkled from the bits of jewels clipped into it. A roll of hips and sway of the body. Pacen mezmerized with her moving her feet quickly in quick stomps. Bending forward throwing one arm out and back in while the other arm is extended out and back in repeating this. The girls doing the same with the banging of drums. All the girls stood straight in a single line, holding each others hands and kicking out their leg left first then right. Turned to face a direction, grabbed one anothers hips to pull one another backwards. In danced a few males. They would move in motions of strong movements. Pacen not realizing but his heart rate was drumming just as quickly as the drums. All females quickly ran in and leaped to be caught by each male. Lifting them into the air to spin while the females were in a straight balance of legs extended out and together and arms stretched out. Soon to be placed down, they all danced with one another. Grabbing hands to twirl out and then in, rotating around while facing one another and releasing. The other females did a cart wheel leap backwards as the males followed. Amatria leaped in a side ways twirl, sissor kicked the air and leaving a foot extended out to land on her foot and kept going. Not missing a beat, she and the male high elf dancer moving seperately for now.

Pacen was really feeling the need to take place of that male! Such a dance like this was like a calling to him, the drums of the tribe. He could almost hear the sounds of hollars and yips. Which he was! He was the one letting out hollars and yips while they danced, standing up from the seat and not aware people were looking at him. But the sound seem to encourage Amatria, she would move faster and in strong motions of her body like fire that's been brought to a roaring flame. She was almost forgetting to stick to the dance she had taught the others to follow, the male that was dancing with her had to improvise and keep going to what he was doing until he was certain she was sticking to the dance. She started to shake her hips quickly, something not taught in the dance at all. A roll of her belly and everyone looking at one another a bit confused given they had not seen Amatria dance in such a way. The musicians trying to keep to the beat of her motions but she was unleashing such a fury of dancing.

Pacen looked around noticing the elves were in awe but trying to figure out what is going on. The male dancer whom she asked for to help in the dance, needing men to lift and just move with them was now standing to the side. A bit of talking going on and he better do something quick. She's a troll, time to show what her heart is trying to express! He ran out there, moving to the drummers first.

"Follow dis beat!" He looking to Amatria to see how she was moving and he started to bang away, first trying to find what each drum sounded like and soon flowing into a fast rhythm that was simple. Just four fast beats. Looking to the drummer as he was showing him over and over and soon the high elf started to follow.

"Like dat! Go wit' it! Flow!" He called out before running his way to Amatria.

Who cares of plans, this was a celebration right? So he was in a spontaneous mood. He moved in swiftly, wrapped his arm around her waist and spun her around. She went with it, smiling and hearing her laughter as she leaned to the side with her arms out. Placing her down he looking to her.

"Let's show ya' family 'ow trolls celebrate.." He grinned.

She couldn't contain herself she just felt the need to move, something stiring and churning to bubble out. The two started to move, he leading to encourage her of her motions. When she sha shayed her hips, he was close up to her behind to then turn around with his back to her. Chuckling while he was moving, motion of his hips that matched with the movement of his legs. A sway created between the two and she held her hands up, he lifted his hands up to grab her own. Quickly lowered down to a near crouch to then stand and pull her up. Moving a hand to grab her thigh at the side as he perched her on a shoulder. She leaned back to extend a arm out while her other hand grabed the side of his neck. Extending out a leg as the other, the heel of her foot dug to his back to keep herself balanced. He spun before grabbing around her waist to lean forward. Rolling her to flip her onto her feet. She squealed before a giggle, once on her feet she settled her flailing skirt by spinning out once. Facing him the two moved in motion that had such a fire inbetween one another. A rhythm that spoke as one accord, flowing wild and free. He pulled her to him, bodies pressing as he grinned. Moving in a near bounce and grind, only Pacen being very mindful to not go over board. Better get to a finish before he gets lost in all of this.

"Big finish.." He stated.

As much as he wanted to keep going they had to keep in mind food was to be eaten at some point. The two panting and having the best times of their lives dancing. He wrapped his arm around her to grab her other hand. Leaned to the side as if to dip her but he unraveled her to spin once. The hand he held would grip his tighter when she had her arm extended and she leaning on a angle almost parellal to the ground. He leaning to other side just so she doesn't hit the floor but gave enough room for her to extend her other arm out and smiling as the two faced the crowd. Small heaves of breath and a louder sound of clapping instead of the gentle sound from before. They all stood clapping a mix between awe and wonder. The clapping ceased and Renlas who also watching it all, he was clapping but he wasn't sure if he approved of such a dance like that. He sat down just as his father has done. Pacen laughing as Amatria tugged him to the table.

"Well done Pacen!" She exclaimed in delight, softly panting still.

"Well done my daughter and Pacen as well." Kytas chuckled fatherly, standing back up to hug her. Seeing her excitement, bursting in glee. She hugged in return.

"I'm sorry father, I just don't know what came over me! But it felt great!" Her smile beaming.

"It's quite alright dear....it was facinating...do sit." Kytas looked to Pacen. "Do sit...the feast is about to begin." He chuckled softly.

Pacen all smiles as Amatria, the two sitting down and looking to one another.

"Pacen didn't mean to show up like dat....but....da' dancer wit' choo looked lost." He laughed out, still panting.

"That was AAA-MAZING!" She stated loudly.

"You'll have to teach me!! Is that how our people dance!?"

"Yes....wild and free. Even gentle too but not so much 'ow joo did before. And Pacen not 'ave to teach....dat wit' in Amatria." He pointed to her, soft touch to her chest bone. "In 'ere."

She placed her hand to her chest, looking down at first before rising her eyes to look to him. Her smile soften though a gentle blush was rising. "Really?"

Seeing that blush on her face, her soft features of light make up enhancing her beauty so much more. He almost choked on speaking his answer as he simply spoke out. "Yes."

A small clearing of his throat, small tint of indigo invading his cheeks. He looked to the food that was placed on the table and more being placed down by those serving out the food. He had a small roasted bird with some fruits and vegetation served along side. He sniffing at it.

"Looks good.." He smiled.

"Eat." She motioned to his food while she giggled, picking up her fork and knife to start eating.

As much as he perfers to eat with his hands, he would grab the fork and knife to do the same. People settling down as he started to eat. Everyone gathered to eat, conversation all around. Pacen and Amatria locked in conversation with one another as they ate.

"So how do you like the surprise?" She smiled before taking a bite of her meal.

"Pacen very surprised....like alot." He smiled in return.

"I'm glad.....we noticed you have been down lately. So we thought up to throw you this...we haven't had a feast like this in a long time." She motioned her hand to the area.

"'ave alot on Pacen's mind....but surprise ap--...umm eppr--...." Thinking of the word. "Other word for Thankful?"

"Appreciate?" She questioned.

He then nodded quickly. "Yes...dat one.....appreciate." He repeated with a smile.

She smiled softly with a nod to him. "There is much more to enjoy this evening."

He simply smiled before returning to eating. The two spoke with one another just going over their day, idle chat and how they planned all of this. And deeper conversation of her being a dancer. She had spoken how much she loved to dance, that all through her youth the teachings to express herself through dance helped her not be so aggressive. Conversation was all around and even another entertainment after Lyndia had eaten she was out there at the bon fire to preform her dance. The youngest of the village she doing her best of what she remembers. From curtsey to extending her leg to do a twirl on the move, she smiled and went with the music that played gently. Moving her way elegantly, extend of her leg once more to lean to the side and reach a hand out before pulling her limbs back in to stand and take a small leap to the side.

Conversation had quieted to silence, eating quietly and watching Lyndia move around from slow to fast and slow once more. When she was done she curtsied once more and went her way to exit, giggling while clapping is heard. Pacen as well doing the same and feeling nice and full after about three plates full. After he finished one another would be offered and he would take it to resume his eating. Sitting back in the chair with a light smile, full stomach and feeling a little sleepy once more. He patted his stomach with a lazed smile.

"You want more?" Amatria giggled out.

He shook his head. "No...no...all full." Lift of his hand to wave off any offer of food and patted his stomach after that with a chuckle. "Dis was...very nice." He added.

Amatria giggled gently. "It's not over...hope you don't plan on falling asleep on me yet!"

Taking his hand with the music starting to change and become a little more lively. Some were already dancing others just dining and drinking wine. Pacen had drank as well some of the wine but not to the point to feeling tipsy any. Getting up he would follow her and leave the table. Once at the area to those dancing. Amatria turned to him with a grand smile. Pacen made a snort sound and chuckled, may of gotten little sleep last night but no way he was missing out on this.
She began to move once more and this time he was just watching her, listening to what music is being played. For him it was just a little to slow, the music they played much different then what he is use too but it wasn't all that disagreeable. His mind held thought on how of all places he got way out here, finding this one out of how many chances to be marooned on this island that homed high elves and one female troll. Still puzzles him to how that came to be but perhaps some day he will find out. He felt a bump that tossed him out of his thoughts and looked over, Amatria giggling as she had bumped her hip to his as if she knew his mind was wandering and not focusing to what is going on.

"Come on Pacen!" She encouraged with the shake of her hips given how they danced before.

He grinned and took bait to her motions, moving in and soon the two were dancing. Moving in motion to how the beat and rhythm moved their bodies, he lifting her to placing her down to spin her out and back in toward him. Hearing her laugh that filled his ears and gave him a great joy, for once forgetting of his problems being way out here and just having fun. He hooted and hollared, Amatria followed making a mix between adorable and shout cry before giggling. With the stomp of his feet to her moving on the tips of her toes to the extend of her limbs they moved as one accord. He also laughing out to just feeling in that high of joy feeling. Seeing other people they split off from one another switching partners, he spun out the little girl Lyndia and she held his finger as he crouched as low as he could. To scooping her up to twirl around with her having the little girl squeal in delight. Amatria had two little boys she was dancing with, Sadil and Liam. The two boys more so running around her and hopping about to grabbing her hands to go round and round. Pacen laughed lightly to the sight and looked to Lyndia, hearing her squeal out.

"Pacen lift me higher!" Her little voice called.

And so he did, lifting her up for a quick toss to the air but not to high or that big of a toss up really. Just one that had the girl squeal as she threw her arms out and giggling as she was caught a moment later and held her out to swing gently. She was all fits of giggles before he placed her down onto the floor.

"How's dat?" He asked.

Lyndia bouncing on her feet while giggling. "Fun! Pacen your strong!" She stood on her tip toes and gave him a quick kiss to his cheek while he was crouched.

And she ran off to go join the other two as they had been running about as children tend to do but as the night became later amongst the dancing those three young ones are gonna tucker themselves out at some point.

Pacen chuckled while he stood up and looked to Amatria, a wonder if he should have a bit more wine just to have an excuse to the feeling in his chest just looking to her with how she pulled strands of hair out of her face and that smile. He stepped over to approach her and took her hand in his. And the music was slowing down to begin with, those around them moving in closer to one another. Pacen was panting a little in all the fun that was going on, pulled Amatria in close with a arm around her and his other hand held her own. His breathing was calming as was Amatria's, both with gentle smiles and looking to one another. Eye's locked as if the two were waiting for something they are not sure on what it is or simply admiring. He noticed the blush on her face as they were just gently swaying side to side. And she quickly after a moment longer placed her head to his shoulder his hand behind her head just lightly moving through her hair. Closing his eyes and leaning his cheek to the side of her head, trying to calm his fast heart beat that was going a mile a minute.

By the god's he's magnificant! She quickly thought and simply could not stop staring until she felt that surge of shyness did she lay her head to his shoulder, her heart beat going so fast she was sure it was out beating the drums being played gently. She had not been so close to him like this and it held a right feeling within and not wanting to seperate. She closed her eyes, smelling his scent and the faint soap he had used. She bit her bottom lip in thought to what she saw last night and quickly pushing it out of her mind to just enjoy this time of dancing. Her stomach felt like it was in knots, wild butterflies doing the conga line within. This just felt so different, in a good way. She hoped this night had been more then he expected, had given him something he can smile about tomorrow. Her thoughts shaken when she heard him speak her name that got her eyes to lift to him.

Pacen on the other hand was having fun but he was also trying to lift up the courage here to speak her name, he still moved and she followed. Steady motions of steps that didn't take them far besides side to side in a slow circle. She smelt so damn great, every breath he took in near her hair to breath in that soft scent of lilacs. Her skin felt soft as well as her hair, she looked stunning in his eyes and she put this together for him? His mind reflected to how kind she has been, very thoughtful, the laughs the two shared as well as the lessons. Not a thought that ran through his mind that didn't hold great emotion toward her, how she always got him to smile even when he got grumpy trying to get Ganki to listen when his raptor became stubborn.

"Amatre-a?" He spoke very softly and surprised himself of the slip and not regretting it either.

Their eyes met when she lifted her head, making a small sound in show he had her attention. His throat tightened as he stared at her. Amatria held wonder to what he wanted and trying to figure out the look in his eyes, he didn't look sad at all. It was different, this stare that she couldn't grasp to. Maybe she needs to say something to get him to speak?

"Yes Pa--.." She was about to when her words were cut off.

Without thought he leaned in and his lips met her own, his eyes closed and he pulled her in a little more as he just held the soft kiss to not startle her. He felt her tense and just letting her to realize. He realizing as well that once again he acted without thought, couldn't bring himself to open his eyes. His hand to the back of her head just at the hair line of her neck.

If she thought her heart beat was going a mile a minute, she was wrong to how it just felt as if it exploded to a series of out of rhythm beats. Her blue eyes were wide as saucers with her body stiffened. Is...he....kissing me? He. Is. Kissing....me?! The more such words repeated in her mind, as if nearly not believing what she felt with his lips to her own. But he was gentle, her body slowly relaxing and her eyes closed just as his were. This felt so....so.....

Breath taking....