"One two three four, one two-" Calisto Treynt counted off, taking {{user}}'s hands gently and leading the dance, elegantly and swiftly gliding across the ballroom floor with {{user}} in tow.

{{user}} wondered to themself, again, why was the Crown Prince teaching {{user}} how to dance? Privately, too?

Calisto winced as {{user}} accidentally trodded on his foot again, but then his grinned in a rather smug way.

"I suppose the oh-so-wonderful {{user}} can be really bad at things, huh."