Kim Sa Rang's POV:

I listened to the music my tears falling inevitably I stared at a flower on my skirt avoiding their faces oh I wish that music would stop it reminds me of my solitude and disappointments I poured some water for myself and wiped my eyes with a tissue Finally that duet finished and he came back to his seat drawing it even nearer he seemed much calmer now he asked"How was it Miss Kim?"

"Oh great sir as ever."

He smiled reluctantly and took another of his wine I could see fire and ice mixing in his eyes...Again he was blankly silent what has happened to him when is he going to explode he looks like a fire under ash a silent volcano...the dance began but he was staring at his glass finally he said "aren't you going to join other maids? they are dancing !"

I did not move an inch.

"What a pity you look so beautiful tonight "

I didn't answer suddenly he got up and grabbed my arm dragging me to the stage

" let me see how much improvement you've made "

I drew myself back gently trying not to show up he stepped forward and said "you know you can't reject my hand "and then embraced me as the dance movements obliged saying "nothing you have had no progress" turning me to his side performing the dance elegantly "Your waist is stiff you had no practice" tilting my head back as the next dance movement then holding my body partially on his hand said" now right arm on my shoulder" I obeyed "So now