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He smiled at her. "I s'ppose we'll throw our randomness into the mix and se what happens?" He exhaled, running his fingers through his hair as he scanned the crowd once more. He nodded and looked back at the woman one last time with yet another cheeky grin.

He hummed quietly, reminding himself of the beat. He couldn't believe he was doing this. He didn't believe he was doing this. He turned elegantly, his body in tune with the upbeat hum of the music. Yet, there was a sort of harshness to him, like he was someone who shouldn’t be underestimated. A good lead is soft but not subtle; clearly stating his intentions by moving himself, inviting his partner to follow along. He remained alert, eyes scanning the floor ahead of him, watching traffic, and was constantly aware of what is happening right with his arms.

Eventually, he muttered the verses of his anthem with a quiet voice, a smile plastering across his face.
“Who long to see,
That all folk free,
No more foes, but neighbors be.
Our language is a treasure,
Buried in deepest sand,
Chains of precious stones that scattered,
All over our oldened lands.
Unified, as one, let us
Pledge to sing to the King,
‘Much beloved, Crown,
you shall set us free.”

(( Apologies- It Took Forever To Type. Refreshed The Page And I Had To Rewrite ))

(( That's perfectly fine! It wasn't that long of a time ))

Ember watched at first in interest and then in mild awe. Liefthous looked exceptionally graceful. Even though she had next to no experience with dancing, she was able to tell that he was very good at it. Once the man started singing gently she could barely tell that they were still in the Hall. It was quite mesmerizing to say the least.

She almost forgot that she would have to join in and immediately tried to memorize what she was both hearing and seeing. Leg step, move, "onified", another leg step, move, "Croun", leg step, move...

Lief slowed a bit to gaze at her, laughing underneath his breath as he spun to his right. "You look.. tense." He mumbled teasingly, repeating the rhythm of dances once again. "Loosen up a bit, hm?" He chuckled, backing away to give her slight space. Then again, there wasn't much area where people weren't standing in or taking.

Once again, he repeated the anthem, yet he sung slightly louder than before. The anxiety seemed to fade as a familiar feeling replaced it. He couldn't tell what it was, so he continued tapping his foot when he had the chance.

He could tell people were watching, though it wasn't the first thoughts that came to mind. He nearly fumbled over his own feet, though he made the ducking movement into a swift form of the dance itself. His chest still leaned forward, he quickly rose again while stating the verses and listening to the clacking of his shoes against the floors, repeating this twice before continuing the original movements.

Ember snapped out of it at his words and nodded slowly, then going back to looking at his movements. As the woman watched she began to sway her body side to side to the music, trying to get it on the beat. Once she mastered, in her head, that step...she decided to take some steps herself. Now instead of moving in the same place, the red-head attempted one of Liefthous' spins. It was slow and looked pretty bad, it was a start.

Grey eyes refused to leave the male's body, taking in every movement and trying to resemble it in her own body. She didn't understand all of what was being said; humming the rough sounds of the words. Ember didn't feel embarrassed but the woman could feel some sense of self-consciousness; not wanting to let down the man who looked to be enjoying himself completely.

Lief waved his left hand upwards, a bright smile on his face as he turned back to Ember at the ending of the third round of the routine. With his right hand, he extended it towards her, and though he was exhausted yet still burning with energy, he wished to end the performance. He blinked a few times, catching his breath.

There was a new kind of excitement in his emerald eye, pride and happiness seemingly shining along with the said feeling. He practically ignored the fact his leg was screaming with pain, though his face had gone pale and he stood awkwardly to keep weight off of it.

Yet, he still managed to keep his insanely wild grin as he held out his hand for her.

Ember was put off guard ever so slightly as he turned to her and offered her his hand, smiling his usual bright smile. Body stopping it's swaying and occasional spinning, she blinked. Instantly after she put her left hand in his own, mentally preparing herself for whatever was to happen- hoping that her brief copying was enough to pull it together and make it worth it for him.

She didn't want to mess it up; she really, really, didn't. It make butterflies light in her stomach and the woman silently gulped. Though she kept her eyes locked to his in order to keep herself together and took a deep breath.

The thief rolled his eyes, mouthing the words, 'Trust me?' with a raised eyebrow. He snickered and shook his head slightly, taking a small step forward before she could respond. He swallowed and flinched as he moved, pain jolting down his wound.

Lief held her hand tightly- though he was careful not to put too much pressure on it as he did- before twisting his arm. The movement was supposed to cause her to spin as he was placed in the position to not wreck the balance.

Ember was going to nod her head but then everything happened. Thankfully she had allowed her body to loosen just before the man lifted his arm, and she spun around from it. It partly surprised her just how smooth it was this time- all her previous attempts fell short and she would have to take another step to go around the whole way. Not this time though. As she completed the spin with only an intake of a shaky breath, the woman looked up to him with eyes filled with strong pride but just a bit of anticipation.

It was quite accomplishing and her heart soared for a few moments, lost in the feeling.

He laughed and lost eye-contact, glimpsing at the crowd. Though only a handful clapped, he could care less if none did. He slowly let go of her hand, out of breath. He tilted his head and jokingly smirked. "Wonderful moves. I'm.. I'm speechless. Mind teaching me some time, Misses.."

He nearly killed himself on the spot. Hadn't he picked up her name? At least? He folded over his memory cards, wincing as he realized he hadn't. He honestly was a fool at moments.

Playing it off, he tapped his chin and let his gaze drift around the room before returning to her. "Misses Great And O'Mighty?" He held back his laughter, understanding his words were completely dumb and dimwitted.

Ember let a smile grace her lips, feeling giddy again, and could barely stop moving where she stood. Almost seeming to bounce. At his comment she let it drop but still held the smile in her eyes. "I will lend Liefthous my skills in return for his skills.", she referred to him teaching her of the dance, her best smooth comment that sounded like his own ones- in her head at least.

At his odd nickname for her she blinked in light confusion, but found it amusing still. "I am afraid it is not my spoken name...it is quite long as well. The spoken name Ember. Keep previous spoken name for your new blood.", the red-head stated with one if the man's snickers.

The thief would grin. "Well," He bowed, tucking his arm beneath his chest as he folded over one a single knee. "Pleasure to meet you?" He laughed quietly, rising to his feet. "Though, I believe it's a little to late for a greeting."

He ran his fingers through his hair, exhaling with a small smile as he once again locked eyes with her. He didn't understand what was happening inside his mind at the moment, but he couldn't think straight. He felt a rush of joy, then an overwhelming shock of sadness, then excitement again before he could possibly gain control over his own emotions. He told himself he was just tired, and that was that.

Ember hummed when he came to his feet again after his own greeting. "Late it is-"...wait. The red-head paused mid-sentence as realization slowly took over.

When it did, it hit her like a weapon. She put her hand to her mouth in shame and shock, eyes slightly wide with the same emotions. Mumbling through her hand, "I had not told Liefthous of my spoken name previous.", she confessed in even deeper shame.

Lief's eye widened, and he swayed his hands. "Well, yes-" He cleared his throat and scratched the back of his head, "but it's fine! Now that I understand you're name is Ember- which is a very wonderful name- it's fine." He chuckled awkwardly as he lowered his hand.

He didn't mean to upset her or anything, and he felt slightly guilty. He shrugged it off with another smile, hoping a smile was enough.

Ember slowly let her hand fall from her face, still ashamed for not having realized it sooner. Though his smile was reassuring and she tried to follow in it's steps. It was some time before she spoke again. "Purfurm is a fun time passing.", she tried to switch the topic, wanting to forget her mistake. "You practiced your skill many.", she commented in truth.

Ears perked, his attention was caught when she spoke again. "I s'ppose I used to before.." His voice trailed off, though he meant to continue speaking. For a moment his gaze was dead and his grin faded into a frown, and he begun to peer at the ground.

He was silent. Until he started nodding, he had no previous memory of dazing off. Clasping his hands together, he gathered himself and hurriedly continued, anxious he had lost himself. "-before I traveled.. here!" He laughed in attempt to change the subject. "..Did you happen to do anything to pass time?"

Ember saw his mood change a complete 360 and she would be underestimating herself to say she was just a tad bit worried. It sent alarms in her head and she even took a step forward to shake him out of before he brought himself back; the clap scaring her as well. The whole thing set the woman off and she wasn't sure how to react.

"Liefthous is...okay...?", she asked softly, not even hearing his question directed to her. He had his moments of being down, but it was different this time around.

He was caught off-guard, causing him to fumble over his next words. "Pardon?" He squeaked before clearing his throat. "Yes.. I'm- I'm fine." He swallowed, the lie obvious. The pain in his leg was slowly increasing, though he understood that wasn't the only thing bothering him. "I.. I must've just- just got lost in a few thoughts."

Laughing with slight anxiety surrounding him, he shrugged. "I mean- are you alright?" He would simply reverse the question in attempt to take the focus off of himself.

Ember furrowed her eyebrows. "...You repeated words that you said of many.", she pointed out and leaned forward a bit, trying to find anything amiss. Nothing seemed off on his appearance but that didn't put her at ease.

Was he lying to her? She felt like he was but she saw no reason for him to. The woman glanced around to see if Airica had come back, but didn't see Hans' close anywhere.

Lief leaned back, nearly stumbling. With a weak grin, held held up jazz-hands, shaking them up and down. "No- What? See? I'm visibly smiling- I'm fine." He was speaking quickly and avoiding eye-contact.

Seeing as the reverse question didn't work, he had to find another way to take the focus away from himself. His eye lit with an idea. "Hey-" He blinked, lowering his hands. "Do you want anything to drink?"

Ember felt a ghost of sadness wash over her. He was lying- she could almost see it now. Maybe he still didn't trust her to say what was upsetting him. Maybe it was very personal. Or maybe he didn't like her as much as he convinced her to believe. Either the answer, she was sad.

Maybe he would find ease with her soon. "...A drink is good for hydration.", Ember pointed out the obvious and decided to allow herself to be led astray.