Extend the Story - Add a Room

"Why of course, how can I turn down such a fine lady?" you purr, and take her small hand into yours. You lead her to the dance floor, where you positioned your hands on her hip and her shoulder. Her arms rested around your shoulders.

You sway to the sound of violins and flutes and all manner of sweet instruments that sang out to your burning bodies. You gaze at her longingly while you started to talk of trivalties.

"Fine night for a ball, eh?" you say.
"Yes it is, sir,"
"Please, call me Lucien,"
"Ah, Lucien is it? I used to know a Lucien when I was but a child...I am Cassandra, first daughter of Persch,"
"So you are part of the royal family from Pzcherillia?"
"Ah yes, distantly I would say,"
"Is there....anyone courting you now?" you suddenly blurt, and you blush hotly for doing so. She pauses, her luscious lips pursed, and she answered,
"And if I don't?"

You both become silent after a while, and just continued to dance slowly. Her body was giving suggestive signals by now, and the way her hips swayed almost made you lose control and take her where she stood.

After a while, you both tired of dancing, and glancing at each other, you wondered, "what now?"

Grab some food.