You were alone in a corner of a ballroom as you watched dresses twirl and men spinning their partners or drinking and chatting as per usual. You had wanted to to dance as well, but your dance left for a different partner. So, here you were, standing in a corner of a room with your arms crossed and looking down to the floor sadly. That was, before a young boy no older than 13 approached you and he cocked a brow up.

“Excuse me, my lady.”

He mused, making you look up at him, seeing his polite smile directed to you.

“May I ask why you’re alone?”

He asked. You told him your dance partner left you, and he frowned before cocking a brow up. It was very improper to leave your dance partner for another, especially a lady. He frowned before he sighed and gave you a small smile.

“Apologies that happened to you. But, since your partner has already left first, I suppose you should do so as well. So,”

He lent his hand out, putting his other behind his back.

“Would you like to dance with me, Lady {{user}}?”

He asked, giving you a smile and a slight tilt of his head. Well. It’s only fair. Since your dance partner left, you might as well dance with someone else, right?