[She makes a sound that is not unlike a very unattractive "b-bwah?", shocked as she is by the sudden turnaround. The look on his face before had convinced her that he truly didn't want to do this, and so she was ready to let it go, as much as she's pined to step out on the dance floor (with... him? Is it specifically with him? Oh, best not to think about that).
He smirks at her, holds out his hand like a proper upper class faerie--(wait, he's not a faerie)--and asks a question she's only dreamed of being asked before.]
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He smirks at her, holds out his hand like a proper upper class faerie--(wait, he's not a faerie)--and asks a question she's only dreamed of being asked before.]