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       Rowan//Shang//Dameron
       By: Zellaphone Date: December 9, 2018, 9:53 pm
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       Rowan prayed to every god he could think of that Freya couldn't
       hear how fast his heart was beating or notice how red his face
       must have been, judging from the heat he felt. He didn't know
       why he had suggested dancing. Freya probably wouldn't want to do
       such a thing. She, honestly, probably didn't even know how to
       dance. Honestly, he didn't really know how to dance either. His
       mother had tried to teach him once when he was young, but that's
       before she had gotten so tired. Besides, it's not like they got
       to attend any dances or anything. They were merchants, but that
       didn't mean that they were wealthy.
       However, Freya did accept, only asking that he be easy on her
       due to her injuries. Wait, hold on, they were going to do this?
       They were going to dance? Holy shit, okay. She also admitted to
       not knowing how to dance, adding that it looked easy enough.
       Yeah, sure, easy. This would be easy. All they had to do was...
       Rowan glanced around him, taking note of the men holding the
       women by the waste, practically just swaying to the music. Some
       men held the women with one hand by the waist, the other
       grasping their hand. That seemed to give them a bit more
       distance, but... admittedly, Rowan did secretly want to seize
       this rare opportunity to be closer to Freya - even if it did
       terrify him. "Alright then," Rowan agreed, slowly reaching out
       and placing his hands lightly on Freya's waist, avoiding the
       urge to persuade her closer in order not to hurt her. Freya
       would come closer on her own, and once she did, Rowan smiled
       brightly.
       It didn't take him to realize as he slowly began to sway that
       this was probably the most he had been touched by Freya, and
       probably the closest he had been to her, as well. It was
       unnerving, but also, quite, quite nice. He had only dreamed of
       being so close to her. "Is, um, is this alright?" he asked her
       quietly, meeting her eyes, trying to keep his breaths
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