The Story of the Wind Wanderer
Dance Training Session #19

The main hall of the palace, one of the widest places in the Royal Palace of Zephyra, may be almost the same breadth as the side garden or the back yard of the palace, but what distinguishes this is the version in the room. The hall is also a link between the hallway with each other, if seen on the floor plan, maybe the location of the hall is located slightly right in the middle of the palace.

The situation in the hall this afternoon looked quite crowded with palace servants as well as guards who seemed to be busy enough to put up various decorations. Altezza was quite surprised to see this, because this morning when he passed the hall, he had not seen the workers who put up the decoration. They looked very painstaking, and were careful when installing some glittering lights over the windows and walls of the palace.

"Are we going to use this room to study?" altezza asked his mother when he first arrived at the hall. All the attention of the palace servants went directly to the two of them, and immediately lowered their heads, giving a salute and warm greeting.

Caitlyn took the time to greet the servants, before then stepping towards one side or corner of the hall. In the corner or side of the hall he chose, there was a music player called a gramophone, and there was already a black disk on it.

"We will use this side for you to learn," said Caitlyn, answering Altezza's question which was slightly delayed for her to answer.

Altezza was silent for a while, and turned his head in the other direction, looking at the workers or palace servants who were busy putting up party trinkets. He looked back at his mother and asked, "they will see me, dong ...?" he asked with an awkward expression with both cheeks slightly flushed.

Caitlyn had a small laugh, before then smiling and answering, "tomorrow when the party begins, there will be many eyes from various kingdoms that are sure to be fixed on you and your party partner, Altezza. Those nobles will look at you, watch you, and watch your every step on the dance floor."

"Am I the only one dancing at the party?" altezza asked back, looking to make sure of it.

"Of course not, a man would not be able to dance without a partner," replied Caitlyn smiling faintly with a look as if she was teasing her son.

"That's not what I mean!" sahut Altezza, a little upset, "does Welt not dance too?" continues asking.

Caitlyn chuckled, looking satisfied after teasing her son a little, "of course she and Clara will be on the dance floor, with you and your partner" she replied.

Altezza was silent, with a face that was quite blushed, feeling that the thing he was going to do was a shame for him. Caitlyn was unceasingly made to smile, let alone look at the cute face of her youngest son to her. He immediately moved to a table on which was a gramophone, and then began to light a soft and beautiful melody.

"Come on, follow mom's moves, yeah ...!" caitlyn said, moving closer to her son's body, while pulling and holding warm both hands belonging to her son.

Not wanting to waste any more time, Caitlyn directly taught her son to learn through hands-on practice, without most theories. A beautiful melody slowly filled the hall. Not only Caitlyn, but the servants and workers who were installing party trinkets were also seen enjoying the melody. It feels so soft and soft.

"I-this ... how?!" cetus Altezza, looking at his two legs which seemed quite difficult to accompany his mother's steps.

"See and look into both eyes of your partner, baby ...! Just relax, don't be too stiff, follow and feel the melody" replied Caitlyn softly, smiling at her son. But still, Altezza looks quite panicked, difficulty to keep up with the rhythm of the song heard, and adjust it to his mother's two legs.

Caitlyn sighed, and stopped the short dance for a moment. He looked at the man who was seen laughing a little by putting on his awkward face. The woman smiled, then began to guide her son to know the basic things about dance, such as movement and what to watch.

"Slowly hold gently your partner's right hand with your left hand, while the right hand rests your partner's left shoulder blade, and stabilizes both arms." Caitlyn looked very painstaking and patient while guiding her son.

"Yes, honey. Indeed, the distance of a couple in the dance is this close, if you do not need to dance far away, playing chess" said Caitlyn answer the question.

Altezza slowly followed the instructions given by his mother, and kept trying to follow her every step. Slowly but surely, the man began to be able to follow and align his steps and himself with his dance partner. But his expression and movements were still very stiff, and seemed very awkward.

It seems that the Altezza training activities in the hall managed to attract the attention of the female servants in the hall. Some of them had a smile and a small laugh when they saw the young prince learning to dance, because maybe this is a very rare and rare sight. The average nobleman, especially the highest caste nobility, has certainly had experience in dancing, because they have often attended parties that have dancing sessions. But unfortunately it is very different from Altezza who has never had such experience.

"Good, keep going, simple movements first. Relax, just relax, enjoy the moment ...! Respond to the melody that sounds really beautiful and soft," said Caitlyn smiling, continuing to follow step by step from her son who began to understand the basic movements of dance. Now he seems to have relented, and let his son lead the dance without the man himself realizing it.

Caitlyn smiled gently, watching as she continued to follow the steps of her son who seemed to slowly begin to adjust the rhythm of the melody chant. The man really learns quickly, although all his movements are still stammering and there are some moments that still do not match the rhythm. But so far, Altezza looks to slowly start adjusting.

The training lasted until lunchtime arrived. Caitlyn decided to stop her dance practice, "well, get here!" he said, ending the training session. Altezza immediately heaved a sigh of relief after hearing what his mother had said. Finally the training session was over as well.

"So ... have you determined who the couple you will bring to the party?" asked Caitlyn, walking with her son back to the side courtyard of the palace.

Altezza looks still confused for the question, "i don't know, I know for myself I don't have many girlfriends, right?" said it.

Caitlyn turned to her son, smiled and said, "who do you have to decide immediately, you understand?" what he said immediately got a response from Altezza in the form of head nods.

"Although until the day of the party arrives you still do not get a partner for the party, then you can try to look for it when the party takes place" continued Caitlyn, continued Caitlyn, walking back to the gazebo early he chatted with his youngest son.

"Could it be?" sahut Altezza, turned his head and asked with a curious look.

"Of course you can, let alone you're a prince of the host. I'm sure and can be sure, there will be many noble girls interested in you, and certainly invite you to dance!" sahut Caitlyn, actually looks more excited than her son who tends to be moody during discussing the topic of the party and dance.

Altezza was silent, looking restless when he had to think of the autumn feast that would soon be held in his palace. Caitlyn smiled gently at the handsome face of her son who looked glum and agitated today, "don't be too dizzy thinking about it, just follow the plot ...!" said it.

"Mom sure you have the courage to invite whoever the girl you want to invite to the party" continued Caitlyn, seen trying to encourage her son, although he is not too good at words to give spirit.

"Whoever?" sahut Altezza, turning his head, looked seriously at his mother who was sitting right next to him. The man looked like he had just had an idea that he found flashed through his mind.

With a smile still plastered, Caitlyn nodded and replied, "yes, anyone, regardless of status or caste, you can take her!"