"I was not told about this," Solomon protested, trying to anchor his boots against the floorboards. "I have no idea how to dance."
"Just follow my lead and copy whatever I do," Lune instructed, refusing to let go of his sleeve. She gestured toward a passing servant wearing a dark mask. "Take his sword and keep it safe for the evening."
The masked servant stepped forward and unbuckled the heavy leather strap from Solomon's chest, taking Eden's Penance away.
It was Vera.
Lune pulled him directly onto the crowded stage where dozens of other couples were already spinning and changing pairs. She placed his hand on her waist and grabbed his other hand, stepping into the rhythm.
[1Fizzy: MATCHING OUTFITS!]
[James_hayes: bro is about to step on her toes so much.]
[Mezz_3863: Solo Man getting dragged to the dance floor.]
[Zoomtech: the princess made her move.]
[Foodball: W Lune.]
[PandoraLifeweaver: This is better than watching Solo Man fight!
