Song’s lesson ran through Euan’s head with haste. He could feel his heart beating in time with Song’s time. He had never moved like this before it was so foreign to him but also some how he was becoming better and better.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">”Must be Song’s expert teaching”</span>he thought with pride. To be taught him a bastard servant, being taught and treated with such care. It was more than he could have ever dreamt of. But of course he had never dreamed that his life would land into this.<br/><br/>After several minutes of practice he was left panting the light trickle of sweat fell down his face as he nodded to Song. Agreeing that he would like a break, it was so odd to tell someone his actual thought’s to not fear the sting of a Master’s displeasure. He swallowed hard at the memories that he wished would just disappear.<br/><br/><span style="color: #00FFFF">Song led him to a barrel of fresh water and turned the spigot on over a small mug. “You will learn quickly and with practice you will be a dancer like me. You are still healing, I will go slow. Once we begin training you will be sore and after a few months it will be easier. I will teach you how to stretch and warm up so you don’t hurt yourself.”</span><br/><br/>Euan gather the mug into his hands the clear smell of water that awaited inside. He took a deep breath letting his body relax as he listened intently to Song and  her instructions and plans for him.<br/>With the mug to his mouth,  he sipped the cool liquid his attention still on Song. Occasionally he nodded to Song’s word’s causing water to spill along his shirt along with the rest of the sweat that resided there now.<br/><br/>“Of course” he echoed  making sure to show Song that he was excited and motivated to make her wishes of him become true. He truly meant to make her dreams and wishes for him to be all that she wanted.<br/><br/>“What else must I do?” he asked his body ready again for Song’s instructions.<br/><br/><span style="color: #00FFFF"> Song smiled as she took a mug and filled it. Then Song poured water into her hands and wetted her face. The dancer was used to the exercise and barely broke a sweat. The was felt cool as she refilled the mug and took few long guzzles. “I don’t want to be sore the first day or feel overwhelmed with what you have learned. Sit down a bit in the shade and lets go over some things. She takes his left hand and find barrels they can sit on. “Tell me how do you count for a waltz?”</span><br/><br/>Euan watched with eager eyes Song seemed not at all out of breath, he was a grown man. How had such a petite woman been able to do all she had and still continue without even  batting an eye. Little drops of water trickled down her face catching Euan’s attention, she was pretty even if a little wet like a little kid. The thought alone made Euan laugh inside leaving a foxish grin on his face in silence as his eyes kept on Song.<br/><br/>Again Euan nodded taking in all of Song’s words. Taking her advice he found a cool spot in the shade the cool shade soothing his warm flesh that danced within itself.<br/><br/>Euan‘s head tipped to the side at Song’s question “Ummm...3” he asked his voice clearly showing  he was unsure of his answer and was merely guessing. His eyes squinted as he awaited her answer.