"You can't what?"

A huff and rolled eyes are Regina's rather embarrassed response to your questioning. She was a former Queen, and she didn't know how to dance. She could conquer kingdoms in a matter of days, but the dance floor was a land she'd never faced up to.

In Camelot, Regina was having to pretend to be the Saviour in order to keep Emma safe while everyone figured out how to dispell the darkness within her. King Arthur was throwing a ball in their honour, in celebration of the fact that they would fulfill Merlin's prophecy. Of course, this all required Regina to know how to dance; she couldn't let everyone think that she couldn't dance. She was supposed to be convincing.

Regina sighed after a moment of silence, then opened her mouth to respond - she closed it again a moment later when you stepped forward, taking her hands. She shot you a puzzled look, and you returned a smirk.

"Just follow along. Let yourself feel it. Left foot first."

The instructions earned you a look that asked, "Are you kidding me?", but Regina knew the answer: of course you weren't. With another sigh, the former Queen nodded, allowing you to begin to guide her through the motions.