The General's Wife Wants to Leave-Chapter 197: Representation of the beauty of fall
Chapter 197: Representation of the beauty of fall
With that having been said, Canillas led Joanna to rise on their feet, walking hand in hand towards the center of the hall where the festivities had taken place a few minutes ago.
However, before they headed straight there, Joanna gave a hint to Canillas for them to halt in front of the dais of the sovereign of Terra, who had shown their generosity to him, although he had to repay with something that they were about to do in no time.
Offering respect to the whole presence that was seated at the highest table in the grand hall, Joanna lowered her body with her knees slightly bent while Canillas bowed his head only. Then, they made their way toward their destination after receiving a nod from those who were on the dais.
Standing face-to-face in the center of the hall, this time both wife and husband offered respect to each other in a more elegant manner, as what Joanna did was lower her body, bend her knees, and hold her skirt with both hands.
Once they finished offering each other graceful greeting gestures with their bodies now standing upright, Joanna took a step forward to be in close proximity to her husband, General Canillas von Rodega.
With all the nervousness that hoisted and pumped her heart to beat erratically in her chest as the distance between them diminished, Joanna placed her trembling hand on Canillas’ shoulder while the other one was on Canillas’ hand that was already opened, ready to welcome hers. In a fleeting second later, Joanna felt Canillas place his right hand on her upper back, where her shoulder blade was located.
Looking up at Canillas, who was staring down at her with his usual tender gaze, Joanna said, "I am not good at dancing." To which Canillas noticed worry painted on her demeanor. There was no sliver of confidence that she outcast when she dearly asked his hand for a dance, as if it evaporated with every step she made toward where she was standing with him at the moment.
"Just follow me. I will take the lead," Canillas replied with a reassuring smile, gently gripping Joanna’s hand that was in his, as if attempting to calm her and telling her that everything would be fine as he would not let her hand go.
Not long after the reassuring words seeped into Joanna’s senses, as they had their position fixed, the music of the waltz began to flow in the quiet room, which became a cue for the dance to be started.
Joanna, who was actually skeptical of the words that she just heard as she thought that they were just merely said to ease her nerves, decided to follow Canillas, who delivered those words and already took the first step to lead her to the first dance they had together as husband and wife. free𝑤ebnovel.com
Nonetheless, with every step she took to follow the steps that were led by her husband, Joanna brushed off the skepticalness she had in her mind, as she was now in awe, finding the fact that her husband, the so-called prominent General, whom in her mind was only capable of fighting, unbelievably took every step of the dance gracefully and confidently.
Every step was taken with the utmost precision and poise, which gave the impression that there was not much effort he took to make such a light movement, as if it were not his first dance. Instead, she felt like he had danced so many times.
Did he really dance so many times? If so, with whom? Joanna wondered, staring straight into the eyes that were tinted with warm light before her.
Brushing off what she had in mind as she suddenly had an urgent call to place her focus back on what she was doing at the moment, as she almost missed a beat of the next step she had to take, Joanna found herself unable to stop feeling amazed at her dancing partner’s skill, regardless of whatever reasons made him own this capability.
She had first thought that both of them would make a comedy scene, just like what was performed in the theatrical play a few moments ago, in which laughter would then fill the room, which was now only occupied with the notes of a melodious violin and the harmonious sound of their clicking shoes.
She had expected that both of them would stumble or falter, but to her surprise, no such incident had happened until now.
He led her very well to glide effortlessly across the dance floor, even when his eyes were holding hers.
His demeanor was so calm and composed. The haughty air felt so in rhythm with his confidence, but to her bewilderment, just like how he led her well, she followed him to feel calmness and compose dwell inside her as well.
She even felt confident that they would not make a scene that would make them become a laughing stock, as they would not fall due to taking the wrong steps or stepping on each other’s feet.
The melodious music of the waltz continuously twirled around Canillas and Joanna as they took harmonious steps, moving their bodies gracefully following the notes of the violin that were played to accompany their every step.
There was a saying that the waltz was a perfect representation of the beauty of spring. But at the moment, Joanna could not agree on that saying, as she felt the waltz was also a perfect representation of the beauty of fall, where she could dance for the first time in the middle of so many eyes that she had never imagined she would ever experience that in her life.
She also did not have the courage to dream that she would dance with a gentleman who was not her brother or her father one day. But now, that day that she had never dared to dream of was here. She danced alongside a gentleman in perfect harmony, as if they were the embodiment of the fall.
"Amazed at your husband now?"
But that perfect harmony was on the verge of becoming imperfect when Joanna again found herself almost missing a beat of her step at the inquiry that was spoken out of the blue in a voice barely audible above the music in the middle of her focusing on her steps as they glided across the dance floor.