A single dance is all too short, isn't it? Barely even as long as a heartbeat, in the grand scheme of things. Just long enough to cling to each other for a fleeting instant, and gaze into each other's eyes. Even if they spoke through the whole dance, it still couldn't possibly hope to banish the aura of mystery the masquerade cloaked them both in.
All a single dance will do is leave him wanting more, surely. But Rook laces their fingers together and winds an arm around Red's waist even so, pulling her close against him with a mischievous smile. That yearning is only a small part of the fun, isn't it? If they both find such an ephemeral connection equally unsatisfying, perhaps they'll both look for each other the rest of the night, weaving and spinning through the crowd much like how Rook starts spinning them to the waltz now. "Such grace..... Have you danced before?"
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All a single dance will do is leave him wanting more, surely. But Rook laces their fingers together and winds an arm around Red's waist even so, pulling her close against him with a mischievous smile. That yearning is only a small part of the fun, isn't it? If they both find such an ephemeral connection equally unsatisfying, perhaps they'll both look for each other the rest of the night, weaving and spinning through the crowd much like how Rook starts spinning them to the waltz now. "Such grace..... Have you danced before?"