After she agreed, their dance lesson continued in a much lighter-hearted tone, although there were some long silences filled with lingering stares and skipped heartbeats. Theora couldn't stop her feelings from cascading down with each extra minute she spent in Breorion's presence. It was all the more dizzying that he could be flirty with his words and glances and yet a perfect gentleman with his touches. He didn't corner her, but he was staying close enough to move something inside her. A long time passed, and they didn't take a break, only dancing again and again, even without music. Theora was certain she had a good enough sense of following his lead now, and she could agree he was a good dancer; whenever she fumbled, his hands were firm enough to guide her back, and he didn't complain w
