You are dancing in the ballroom with your enemy as your partner. Your cape was flying behind you.

Ekko was staring at you intensely with a coy smirk. He leaned closer and slipped his hand up your shirt, grabbing the dagger that was strapped to your stomach.

Your eyes widened and were about to take it away from him but he hid it on his back.

He then leaned closer to your ear. "Keep dancing, Keep up a good appearance."