"The young woman you were talking to a moment before." Vedette insisted, but she was having a bit of fun watching Ithacles' attempt at dancing. He had been taught, but he didn't enjoy it.
Vedette on the other hand found the Human's form of dance to by interesting, and fun, although Elves were far more loose and full of wild movements. Sometimes even..
She was drawn from her thoughts when He dipped her suddenly. Her breath slid from her lungs and she stared up at him. This particular position made it difficult to do much, or say anything. Suddenly she realized why all those women fell over themselves when around him.
No. It was an absolutely horrible thought. He was a Prince afterall. Lethe would kill her. It was all the wine, and all of it was now going to her head.