Dangerous Knowledge (Part 1)

"Sure. I can use a short break." Kamila wondered what that was about, but she could tell from the determination in Gilly's eyes that it was probably something about her father.

The first notes of Mogar's equivalent of the minuet resounded through the ballroom but the dancefloor remained empty. It was tradition for the guests to wait for one or both spouses to open the dance before joining them.

Lith felt Gilly tensing up when he put his hand on her hip and realized she had no experience in formal dances. She moved clumsily, stepping on his feet every few moves.

To make matters worse, she seemed to be too focused staring at his face to follow his lead. The only silver lining was that between the mass gap and the Voidwalker armor, he barely experienced any discomfort.

"Is there really nothing you can do for my father?" She mumbled after a while.

"I beg your pardon?" Lith asked.