"Then you have no excuse for the next one." She chirped, followed by a chuckle at his next comment. "Indeed." They were regular enough and cheerful enough that Sisse felt like she owned the night at them.

"And they provide ample time for dancing." The blond wasn't entirely sure if she intended the statement as a tease, a suggestion, or merely good conversation. Excitement flooded her veins, the evening moving through her and lifting her up and away from her worries. It felt as if this was what she had been born for in moments like this.

Her mother would argue this was the very thing she had been born for, but Sisse had grown past wishing to be the opposite of that which her mother had wished. Instead she reveled in feeling alive, feeling like she could be herself, and feeling like the future was finally here and full of possibilities.