Her majesty The Tsaritsa had entrusted you both with an important mission, infiltrating the Court of Fontaine. The only problem being? You had no idea how to dance.

“It’s alright, just follow my lead.” Arlecchino whispered against the shell of your ear, her gloved hands gently gripping your waist.

It was almost like Arlecchino’s mere presence alone commanded attention, with the way everyone’s eyes were on the two of you.