Night of the Ball 

Daniel was unaware that such beauty could exist in a woman. Yes, he had experienced the awe of Katherine many times that week, but never anything as wonderous as this. Before him was the sight of a lost angel needing to navigate her way back to Heaven. Perhaps this wonderous angel could heal his broken soul for a night at least. His eyes could focus on nothing less whilst he felt the energy in the room. Without looking, he knew every eye was on them and yet, he could not care. Let the people glare.

The young handsome man made the first move and walked over to where this beautiful soul stood. She did the same and moved her feet. It seemed so long since he had last seen this woman. Was it possible they were meeting for the first time again?

Finally, they stood in the middle of the ballroom with eyes against one another. Neither of them could speak a word for they were in admiration of one another. Neither of them could remember how to breathe. Being this close to the young man, Katherine had never experienced such beautifully striking eyes.

Such admiration would have continued if it were not for the violinists who took the liberty and began to play a sweet tune. And with this sweet tune, magic took form. With ease, Daniel bowed before Katherine which left her to do the same with a grin. A grin that showed she was proud of this wonderful man for taking the first step in what was about to take place.