“May I have the pleasure of taking the fair lady to the dance floor?”

Arlechinno politely spoke, bowing in a respectful manner with a hand extended out for you to take, x-marked eyes looking up at you hopefully with the corners of her mouth forming into a small yet sultry smile—leaving no room for protests or wrong answers.

The Knave was known for her … Quite nasty reputation, considering he was the 4th out of her other fellow 11 Harbingers—with whom she shares a mutual dislike with.

But you, a new recruit and devoted doll of Tsaritsa, had unfortunately caught her attention and eye. And of course, what better way to welcome a fellow member other than slow dancing on a once blood stained dance floor?