Mikhail stood at the center of the crowded room, anxiously tapping his foot with his arms crossed over his chest and concern etched into his features. Tonight he was meant to preform a celebratory show for his fellow soldiers with his younger sister, Rusalka, but he hadn't seen hide nor hair of her for hours. He has sent his younger brother, Aland, to search for her, but he had been gone for ages. If they didn't return soon, he'd have to continue on alone. A soft sigh escaped the bard as he checked his pocket watch for what felt like the hundredth time. He knew the show must go on, but he was going to look awfully awkward up there without a partner.
"I suppose there really is no helping it..." He murmured to himself, glancing at the makeshift stage off in the corner. Why did he accept to do this? He wasn't sure. Nor was he sure why it was even suggested in the first place. Was it really that exciting to watch the siblings dance, sing, and play? Mikhail shrugged off his thoughts as he drifted over to the stage side. Somehow the army had managed to afford to hire a small band to provide an extra musical accompaniment. How did they manage that..?

Mikhail wasn't paying much attention to the entire situation, truly. Around him his comrades mingled and drank and ate, but he wasn't focused enough to hear anything but ambient noise in the background of his thoughts. It wasn't until he felt something- or rather, someone- brush past him and a loud, clear voice filled the suddenly quiet room.
Realization that it was time hit him like a brick, and though he attempted to interject and explain the situation, he was shoved on stage regardless and was left looking quite like a deer in headlights. He smiled sheepishly at his audience and opened his mouth to once again attempt to explain, but the small orchestra had already begun to play.
With a pause and a sigh of resignation, Mikhail forced himself to relax into position. Doubtful thoughts crossed his mind, but he couldn't just leave. Well, he could, but that wouldn't end very well. As he moved, slowly, a soft murmur went through the crowd. Mikhail could guess that they were wondering why he was alone.
'Too late to explain now,' he thought, sweeping an arm to the side and spinning with the slow melody. He would be fine until the song quickened. Perhaps if he were lucky, Rusalka would show up in time.
As if on cue, the melody's pace quickened, and an icy stone settled in his stomach as he continued to dance. In that same moment, a light flashed beside him, and he caught a glimpse of long, purple hair. He heard a gasp ripple through the audience, and as his step took him to turn in that direction, the icy stone in his stomach grew colder.

Beside him stood a sober Maurelle, an expression nothing short of serious and focused on her face. Without skipping a beat, the witch quickly picked up the vacant role that his sister was meant to fill.
If the circumstances had been different, Mikhail might have said something.
As the pair spun and twirled across the stage, it was evident that these two were no strangers to their dance, or to each other. The way they moved together made it seem as though they had done this daily since childhood.
Mikhail couldn't help but steal glances at his spontaneous partner as they moved along, but each time he saw that she was focused on her own movements instead. Questions reeled through his mind, but he kept his mouth shut. After all, he was grudgingly grateful to her in this moment. She essentially saved him.
In time, the song ended. The intoxicated audience roared with praise, but Mikhail couldn't even offer a smile to them. Instead, he was focused on Maurelle with a grim look on his face. Just as he opened his mouth, she turned to him with an amused smirk and winked at him. In another instant, she was gone in the same flash that she appeared in.

"... Maurelle..." Was the only word he managed to utter, hissed through his teeth. His jaw was clench

Oh shit son
Dance partners
This was fun to read

I just realized it didn't copy all the way ahaha....

OH DAMN
Mimbiii that was a blast to read!! I loved it ah, that's so interesting. :0
And just, the way you write, you're so good I cry.
Even the picture itself is lovely. ;w;
I really love their faccial expressions and the poses, the anatomy is excellent. ;o;
Good job as always!

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OOhh this is soo good !!
The story was so good
and the drawing is great and yes

I NEED TO READ THE REST
MIMBS AAAAHHH--