Immediately after the king's declaration, the field comes alive. The darkness is chased away by the appearance of a thousand elf lanterns and the sun spreads it's rays onto the field in Colourful hues. She feels like she might have stumbled upon some fairytale story. Strains of music float into the field, notes so clear and so pure that goosebumps trail her arm. Many of the elves pair up and begin to dance.
"My lady. May I have this dance?" Martis asks with a bow.
"Of course." She says with a smile and he whisks her onto the dance floor.
It seems like everyone knows the steps of the dance and she does not, but that is not a problem. She lets Martis' strong fingers guide her getting acquainted with the movements and soon enough, she is swaying in sync with everyone else. Theirs is a danc
