She shrugged. Sure, he wasn't the most excitable partner but he also wasn't leering at her or ruining her slippers with every turn on the floor. Rosalie felt more or less safe with him, something that couldn't be said of all men there that evening. "How could I be bored? We haven't talked about the weather yet." She returned with another laugh.

"But a good dance partner - he must not be clumsy." It was the most obvious requirement she could list, as every other debutante present would echo her sentiments. "Besides that, someone who engages in an interesting conversation."

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