Dancing Queen || Sherlock and Arthur
As the night moved on Arthur had done little of what the whole night was intended for. Dancing! And while he wasn't about to take someone's date out from under them he also wanted to have a dance with a lovely lady. And honest, who wasn't a lovely lady tonight? Every student had done their top notch it seemed! Even that little twat Merlin managed to look like a movie star. Though Arthur was sure magic was involved in that one. His eyes filtered through the hall, looking perhaps for a dame who stood alone. Or in a group, but not with a date.
In cheer to the nature of a dance Arthur chose someone at random. Even if they ended up having two left feet or something Arthur was far from serious about the dance. They would make good fun of it if they did! As a matter of fact Arthur was sure he had smile plastered on his face the whole dance.
He waltzed up to a young woman who's back was facing him currently, further obscuring her identity. "Excuse me," He smiled, though this time his smile was soft and far from his normal grin. "Could I have this dance?"
