"My apologies. Garvin, how could you ever say that? Grabbing you instead of Gavette was the literal luckiest thing that's ever happened to me." She twirls easily on his arm, coming back in without faltering or hesitating.

Isabelle nodded her head, laughing a little at the admission. "Yeah, they're not always so bad. Once I took lessons I actually liked dancing. I mean, like, I still like it. The other people my age also seemed to be as bored with the parties too, so we'd always you know, form that rebellious bond at these things and have minor mutinies while we waltzed." Isabelle had almost always followed the rules very closely, except occasionally at a fancy party.