Another late one. I'm literally writing these on the day T_T
I like the idea that not all knights of the high houses would be good at dancing..I mean...they're knights.. swords first and all that.
“No! Absolutely not.” Mizuki said defitanly, clinging to a chair like a petulant child “I can just get out of it. I cannot dance.” she clung with all her might as Edmont tried to reason with her. Haurchefant had returned to such an intriguing scene as a stewart tried to pry Mizuki from the chair but she was an immovable force, one with the chair.
“What happened?” Haurchefant asked quietly, appearing at his father’s side.
“Mizuki heard about the upcoming ball in her honour for all she has done for Ishgard and well-” Edmont presented the stubborn Xaela digging her heels into the floor. “She has been like this for the past bell.”
Haurchefant couldn’t help but laugh and he laughed loudly. “It is only a spot of dancing, what do you have to worry about?” he teased, Edmont cleared his throat.
“I recall you jumping out of a window to go play Knights rather than learning your social graces.” Edmont recalled, which caused Emmanellain and Mizuki to chuckle in response. Haurchefant felt his ears burn with embarrassment.
“Yes well I can dance somewhat better now.” he retorted “but not -'' his words fell silent in his mouth. There was one way to coercase Mizuki into dancing at the ball. “Ser Aymeric is renowned for dancing..” he saw Mizuki tense and looked away shyly, a smile tugging at his lips. She is ever weak to him. “Perhaps I should ask him to come assist you with-”
“No!” She screeched “no..it’s fine. I..can’t..I don’t need to dance.” she grumbled stubbornly. Haurchefant let his shoulders slump in faux defeat as he walked over to the orange haired Au Ra “you would prefer he dance with the other ladies?” He saw her trying to make herself appear smaller. “I know he would prefer to dance with you.” gingerly Haurchefant reached to touch her hand, slowly prying it from the chair “come now. I don’t think it is possible for you to dance worse than I or Estinien…” Mizuki’s head whipped up at him, her mouth ajar.
“Estinien can’t dance?” she questioned, poorly trying to hide her amusement.
“Two left feet.” He laughed, finally pulling Mizuki up onto her feet. “Now then.” Haurchefant looked towards Artoirel who sat at their piano looking bored out of his mind.
“Finally ready are we?” he huffed, turning to the keys and playing a soft melody. Haurchefant was no expert dancer but he knew some dances but it seemed as though Mizuki was far better than she had let on, almost leading him around the room. “I thought you couldn't dance?” he questioned, as he twirled her around. She pouted and looked away.
“She can.” Emmanellain announced, watching smugly from the chairs. “Mistress Krile told me-”
“By the Fury boy!” Edmont snapped “And you let this silly facade play out?” Emmanellain shrugged.
“Nobody asked me.” he mumbled back.
“Ow!” Haurchefant grimaced and looked down at Mizuki who was playfully frowning at him. “Apparently you’re the one who could do with more lessons.” She laughed, pulling Haurchefant along with her.
“I shall have to apologise to Aymeric for stealing a dance from you first.” This time Mizuki stamped down as hard as she could onto his foot. “That was uncalled for.” Haurchefant moved to spin Mizuki but tripped over his own feet, sending both of them careening onto the floor. “It would seem I have two left feet as well.”
“Good heavens…” Edmont sighed.
“This is my time to shine!” Emmanellain announced proudly placing his hands on his hips. Haurchefant helped Mizuki up onto her feet, “That might be for the best lest I crush you again.” he laughed sheepishly and moved to the edge of the room only for Mizuki and Emmanellain to promptly march back over to him.
“Oh no dear brother, you shall be taking lessons too. You are coming to the ball too.” Emmanellain said, hooking one arm.
“If I have to suffer. So do you.” Mizuki added, hooking his other arm and dragged him back to the dance floor.
I should have kept my mouth shut.
