[ That's an interesting way of putting it, Claude, almost like you don't know all that much about the culture of Fodlan. Hmm, how odd, how strange. Even Lorenz knows about the peasant dances, if only so he can sneer at them. ]

But it isn't. It's just the most popular dance among the nobility because it's easy to learn and is a staple at balls in all three capitals. I could teach you some of the jigs they dance at parties that the commoners throw in Enbarr--you'd like those, I think. It's lots of twirling and clapping.

[ Actually, it's not an option now.

She throws back the champagne in one long draught and sets the flute aside on the table, then steps away and twirls with a flourish. Her hand is extended to him then, in such a way as would be dreadfully rude to refuse. ]

My lord. The music isn't quite right but we'll make do.