[CONTINUATIONS FOR THE SOIREE]

[fuckyousoleil]

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[tomoveyou]

[Continued from here]

Then, Your Highness Sophie-Anne... may I have this dance?

[painintheneck]

You may.

[offering him her hand so he can lead her!]

[tomoveyou]

[He takes her hand and leads her to the dance-floor as if he's done it a hundred times before- with all the etiquette one could expect (at least if one was royalty from his world).]

Out of curiosity... what dances are customary for an occasion like this in your world?

[painintheneck]

Do you know any waltzes?

[tomoveyou]

[Puts his hand on her waist, and takes the first steps to a waltz of his world- which just so happens corresponds to at least ONE kind from our world.]

The odd one or two.

[painintheneck]

Fantastic.

[she lets him lead, of course, but she's a pretty good dancer - lots of time to practice.]

[tomoveyou]

[And since the player aced that minigame Layle did not slack off on his studies, he is as fine a lead as could be expected from one so (technically) young. His steps are confident, her feet go untrampled, she's caught after every spin... and that hand of his teasingly lingers on the veerrrry edge between her waist and hips.]

[painintheneck]

[finally, someone with class!]

Oh, I like you. I just decided.

[ yayyy]