Misstep

At the sound of the panpipes and the drums, they continued to tap their feet into this folk dance. Prince Weiford was still holding a large mug of ale while teaching Ren Jidian the steps.

"First, you clasp our hands together, and then swing them back and forth like this."

He interlaced his fingers with Ren Jidian's, causing the latter to blush deeply. They were shaped like candlesticks but smoother than silk, and his nails were very long and have a nice natural pinkish color to them. Even his knuckles have a nice arc, and most of all...

They were so goddamn soft, Ren Jidian felt like he was holding onto the clouds itself.

Prince Weiford did not notice him staring so fervently at his hands and just swing them like he thought him.

"Then you turn around to a circular motion. Put more energy into it, a light jig! Yes, that's it! Haha, not bad for a pirate heathen!"