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“That would be lovely,” I said, as I offered Malren my gloved hand. He took it and swept me forward onto the dance floor, while people parted for us. His firm fingers clasped mine, while his other hand rested on my waist. The next song began, and we moved together in time to the music, our movements fluid and graceful. “You’re a fine dancer,” Malren said. “Was dancing a pastime of yours in Talador?” “We have our fair share of balls, yes.” “I’m sure you were the belle of all of them.” I laughed. “Hardly. I have five beautiful sisters, after all.” “So I’ve heard, though I doubt any can compare to the woman in front of me now.” He gave me another charming smile. “How are you adjusting to life in Ilidan?” “I like it so far, though I sometimes miss my home. I’m hoping I can visit my fami
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