“It's beautiful. No one has ever given me such a thing, thank you.” Lailas voice is soft, a bit unsure of herself but she enjoys the dance and the feel of Ramjis arms around her.
When Laila glances around, Star winks at her and makes laugh. Ramji looks at her questioningly.
“Its Star, she makes me laugh. I am so glad I met her.. .and you. Everyone here seems like a big family...”
Ramji nods, “In many ways it is.”
Laila lowers her head, “I miss my family. It has been so long since I have seen any of them.”
Ramji lowers his head too, Lailas hair had fallen forward, the soft curls tumbling against his chest. He breathes deep, taking in her scent. It reminds of him of a clean crisp fall day, sunny and warm.
He gently tips her head up and with a smile gazes into her golden eyes. “Your thoughts Djevojka Laila?”
Laila smiles in return. Ramjis eyes and smile make her feel like she melting. “I know I am just a servant... and you obviously... are not. But this feels so... good... so... I dont know. I am being too forward, I apologize...”
She starts to dip her head again and Ramji stops her with a light touch of his fingers along her jaw. So soft...
“A womans thoughts are worth hearing, that does not make you forward. I am a shepherd by birth, and was no more than a servant when I was your age, your station doesnt matter to me... what does matter is the person inside.”
His fingers trace back up her jaw to push her hair back away from her face. Laila smiles, her happiness evident in her smile and the way she moves. She agrees happily when Ramji asks her to dance once more.
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