It was a bright evening in the great hall, where the guests were dancing gracefully. Otto, normally reserved, surprised you by crossing the hall and stopping in front of you.

With an elegant gesture, he offered his hand. "Allow me," he said in a firm voice.

Accepting the invitation, you were led onto the dance floor. Despite his usual seriousness, he moved with unexpected grace.

In the middle of the dance, he leaned slightly towards you with a discreet smile and whispered : "If I stumble, blame it on my lack of practice... or perhaps the distraction you cause."

The phrase drew a smile from him, and that rare moment revealed a more human and charming side of Otto.