Taya tipped her head slightly. "Of course," she says, taking his gloved hand. She walks besides him, almost appearing to float despite her injured ankle. The dancing this evening starts with a slow dance shared by both countries. After that one dance ends, slowly others start to come out to the dance floor.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Cecelia watches quietly as the royals dance. Since most of the people don't need to watched over any more, most of the servants are free to partake in the festivities themselves. She watches carefully to see if Allen joins in on the fun. Carefully she edges her way towards him. "Are you allowed to dance," she asks softly and quickly before she can chance her mind. A slight blush colors her cheeks.</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #BF0000">Allen is her majesty's twin brother? Antoinette blinks, not knowing what to do with that information. Dance? Right, that's what the music is for. She doubts that any gentleman would want to do it with her. After all, her reputation as as tom boy proceeds her. </span>