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Jeff stood on the empty field, taking in the cold wind along with the warmth of the sun as he smiled and rocked on his feet. Everything had been going so well for everyone around him and he was truly happy for them all. There was part of him that wondered when his time would come with Monsieur, but for now, he was okay. Sighing, he spun on one foot with a giggle and a smile. Dancing was always there for him, so it was easy to fall into an old routine, finding himself smiling ever more.
Even the ever-present Beau Smythe needed some air and alone time, which was what had brought him down from his throne at Dalton and into the courtyard. It wasn’t long before he came across a familiar blond, and when he saw the lithe movements of dance, he kept back for a moment and watched quietly, knowing his presence was unknown. After a few minutes, he stepped into sight. “Would you look at you.”













