Dancing With Ghosts

Skae wore an expensive, old-era ballgown. She was the epitome of what one would expect of an old-era woman; if they were in the 1500s, or earlier.

She was dancing alone, though. The ballroom was empty; why else would the vampiric princess be there? Her hair was delicately put atop her head, and even as she danced alone, not a single strand moved from place. It was well-done, most likely by the girl herself.

Ruby lips tugged into a grin as she closed her eyes, scenting the air. "It is rude to hide," she whispered, knowing she needed to speak no louder. There was little need to speak any louder, because she knew the species of the other person - she knew what he was; a lot about him, actually.

He was a special man, she knew that. But not for what some may assume he is special for...

@"mariosaur"

"Uhuh. I'll believe that one day," She snorted, shaking her head gently. When he asked for a dance, she curtsied, before taking his hand. "Of course, I would appreciate having a dance partner for once." She allowed a sweet, charming smile.

"You know, your parents would be incredibly upset if they knew you were dancing with me - the Rogue Princess," she mused, angling her head back slightly to gaze at the male. "What would mama and poppa say, hmm, Terri?"

She snorted, throwing herself into a twirl beneath his arm. "Ah, but I do look good on your arm, do I not?"

"Mm.. I like older men," she purred, fingers running against his wrist as she continued with the dance. It was easy, from memory. She ran her fingers against his shoulder as she was pulled closer.

"Mm.. How about we speed the tempo up, m'lord?" She teased, her voice quiet, soft. "I don't like slow dances if I can help it."

Skae scowled at him, "If you weren't so damned jealous nothing would've happened and I would've walked away with an island to my name, Terri!" She slapped at his chest as the tempo sped at her request.

"Ugh. I hate that you're so jealous. It's so hard to use men to get what I want."