Delight thrilled through Sisse as he bowed before her, she felt giddy with it, feeling it fill her smile, her eyes, her very being with a lightness that made it hard to stand still. "You may." She gave him a small nod of acquiescence, it would not due to appear to eager.

His hand captured her's sending jitters from her fingers and wrist up her arm. Instead she tried to focus on his words, on keeping her face polite, neutral. "I never break a promise." Sisse assured him, turning to meet his eyes, hoping he could see the truthfulness of her words. She hoped he might know this already, perhaps he did, but it did little harm to reassure him.

Taking their spots Sisse swept into a graceful curtsey before him. The first notes of the lively music starting up. Her eyes danced as she tried to convey her question through her very look, a look, a question, just for him. Do you trust me? Are you ready? For she would not lead him astray with the steps. She'd led enough boys through the dances over the year that she had become quite adapt at ensuring that they did not look incompetent leading her through the room - even if she were the one subtly doing the leading.