nutritionist, and god
knows what else. I mean look at the shape he is in, he would never
eat a meal like this.
I cut
off a piece of the lamb roast and took a bite. “Oh, wow,” I said
after I chewed it. “This lamb is amazing. Your chef is very
talented.” I dug into the vegetables.
“ Yes,” so I have heard. Andre stood up and paced a bit, he went
over to the painting and stood there, his hands behind his back.
“This painting is one of my favorites in this castle. Do you know
who this is?”
I shoved
a bit of food to the corner of my mouth so I could talk. “No idea.”
I took a sip of wine to wash it down.
“ This is one of my ancestors. He used to be a noble at this
castle long ago.” Andre turned to me. “My family goes way back, we
have a colored history as they say.”
“ I can imagine that you do.”
“ This castle played an important role in the great wars against
the Shamed Ones. We held them hear and they went no further.”
Andre’s voice raised in tempo. It was here where we fought our
greatest battles, it was here where we vanquished them!”
I chewed
on a bit of bread. What is he babbling about? It’s fine Tabitha
it’s just some war thing, you know how men like to talk about
that.
Andre
stood there his eyes livid, veins budging in his neck. “By the time
we were done with them, we left rivers of their blood. It was this
castle that held them back, together we prevailed!”
I felt a
chill come over me, my heart beat in my chest. His voice was
powerful, piercing, and a bit haunting. “Andre, you’re scaring
me.”
He put his hand on his chest. ‘Tabitha, please forgive me, I
am passionate about my family history. I … apologize for my outburst.” He
smoothed his jacked and pulled it down. “I didn’t mean to frighten
you.”
I looked
up at him. “My grandfather fought in World War II but I don’t know
much about those sorts of things.”
“ I won’t mention it again. Please, finish your meal,” he said.
Andre paced a bit more as I ate.
I sat
back in my chair. I really can’t eat anymore. That was one of the
best meals I have had in a long time. Thank you, it was really
quite delicious.”
“ You are welcome.” Andre came over and offered me his hand.
“Please come with me.”
I got up
and took his powerful hand. He led me into the other area of the
castle which was open and wide. There were bookcases, lounges,
fancy chairs and coffee tables. In the corner there stood a
beautiful grand piano, a man sat there silently.
“ Dimitri,” he said.
The man
at the piano began to play. The music filled the castle, it was
beautiful.
“ Shall we dance?” he said. Andre took my hands in
his.
“ Oh, yes.” I replied. “That would be heavenly.”
“ Hold your hand in mine, we shall waltz.”
I held
his hand and he put his behind my back.
“ I’m not very good at this,” I said.
“ Nonsense, you have grace as well as beauty. The music shall
guide you.”
There we
danced around the room. Andre was an artist, helped me light on my
feet. I felt so happy there in his arms. The music was magical,
like nothing I had ever heard. It was like Dimitri had decades of
talent behind him although he only looked my age.
I took
in a breath. “This song, it’s beautiful. Who wrote it? I’ve never
heard anything quite like it.”
Andre
moved with me across the floor. “It was written long ago in the
ancient times. A knight held his lover in his arms as she died an
arrow had pierced her breast. In his grief, he wrote a poem for
her. The words were passed down through the generations, then
became this song. It’s stunning. Dimitri plays it so well. He knows
all the notes flawlessly sand each time he plays he creates
something new and adds to the music.
“ He’s really talented, did he go to a Conservatory?”
“ Dimitri has years of practice behind him.”
I looked
up at Andre. “He doesn’t look very old, maybe my age.”
“ He looks young for his age, I think,”