In the background, the musicians struck a chord and the lights were dimmed to create a romantic ambiance. The Queen and Sir James were the first ones to step on the dance floor and started moving gracefully with perfection. Everybody looked at them, complimenting them.
Sir Russell looked at Angela who was standing beside him watching her parents waltz. She looked ethereal in her golden dress and mask, just like an angel, thought Sir Russell. He had the impulse of embracing her, holding her tightly in his arms, opening her hair to let them drop down at her waist.
“Will you give me the honor of dancing with me?” Sir Russell asked extending his hand towards Angela.
“Yes, I will.” Angela took his hand, her eyes sparkling light a million stars and they walked towards the dance floor.
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