Maggie had never really been the most graceful of women. She could dance passably well but she'd never really worried much about such things. She'd always been a baker's daughter, after all, so what good was it to be the best of dancers? She'd had a basic Coming Out at Hogwarts and nothing else. And though she was now no longer working class, she was actually quite happily married. And, luckily for her, Lorcan didn't really care for fancy balls and whatnot himself. It was perfect.

But, she had learned a thing or two having to move about in a crowded kitchen without bumping anyone or ruining the baked goods. It was likely her saving grace in that moment after she was collided with. She didn't fall and he didn't seem any worse for the wear before the gentleman was apologizing.

Waving it off with a smile, she shook her head slightly. "No harm, no foul," she said easily enough, "We both are still alive despite the horses and that's all that matters."

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