"Butler Gary, would you mind if I borrow Luca for a moment?"
Xavier maintained steady eye contact with the stunned Luca, only momentarily turning to nod at the butler. The older gentleman blinked, quickly recovering his composure. "Ah, well, of course, Your Highness."
Before Luca could even process the sudden intervention, Xavier's hand was firm but gentle against his, guiding him away from the practice floor.
"Would you care to come with me for a bit?" Xavier asked, his voice low and steady.
"Huh?"
Luca tilted his head and looked up at him in confusion.
"Where are we going?"
"We're just going to take a short break."
"A break?"
The word sounded strange coming from Xavier's mouth at this particular moment, especially considering how disastrous the dance lessons had been going. Still, Luca allowed himself to be led along.
