Juliette Coulombe (clearyourmind) wrote in emillion, |
Drake grinned. “Thanks,” he told her. “It’s Vivi’s birthday. Wouldn’t miss it.” And it wasn’t like he had anything better to do, although someone was going to owe him for all of the dancing he’d had to do so far. He really hadn’t expected to be bombarded by women as soon as he’d walked into the party. “It’s definitely interesting,” he said with a laugh. Definitely not like the noble parties he was used to attending, but that was to be expected, really. Vivi was unlike any noble he’d ever met - if it weren’t for her manner of speech, he’d have never suspected the first time he’d met her. “I just never understand why there’s so much dancing at these things,” he confided. “Do you like to dance?” “It seems as though the Countess knows everyone.” It was one of many things to emulate about her, perhaps; her ability to forge connections seemed almost too good to be real, to Juliette’s mind. “As for the dancing,” she was quick to continue, “I suppose it is because… I am uncertain why.” She looked a bit flustered as she attempted to fabricate some sensible answer that wasn’t, for the gentlemen to get their hands on the ladies. “I suppose it is a… tradition of a sort. An enjoyable pastime for people to partake in together, perhaps.” That was the best she could come up with on the spot. “I am certain you are much more skilled than I as a dancer,” she ventured. “Your coordination is… impressive.” “Years of being made to complete obstacle courses on one leg,” he confided. His mentor had been a real beast, but it had worked. Maybe he should set up an obstacle course for the squires. At the very least, it would prove to be an endless sort of entertainment. He’d have to talk to Bram and Aspel first, though, see if they could swing it in the budget. “But I’m sure you’re just being nice. You grew up being taught to dance. I taught myself.” He still didn’t know what each of the dances were, and so long as the music was slow, he wouldn’t make a fool of himself. “You’ll have to save me a dance later this evening.” She rewarded him with a brilliant smile which very nearly erased the fatigue from her features. She did not generally enjoy dancing at balls, but as with other things, he appeared to be an exception. “I would lo -- like that very much.” |