"I wouldn't know," he laughs. "I'm mostly used to court dances." Her tightened grip is welcomed and his entire face softens as he gives her a squeeze before relaxing around her completely, letting their steps guide them around the shelter of the garden.

"We will just have to dance them all, won't we?" he suggests. The thought to him is interesting--dancing with Darcy. Above all it sends a thrill through his chest, particularly when his eyes meet hers. So warm, loving even...

He stops his steps, leans in and presses a gentle kiss to her mouth and pulls away, eyes turning to the ground.