Charlie let out a nervous laugh as she looked around the room. Kara was to be expected, same with the rest of her family, but the other nobles and everyone laughing at her stuck. She straightens up, she was sure that pretty girl had been mildly interested in her, and she really couldn't shoot a bow or throw anything with any sort of decent aim. And she really didn't quite understand why her mother insisted that she cover up her best asset! Her arms which had been toned from swinging around a sword, and her swords were heavy. "Į̵͈͉̗͐͆̓͒ ̴̡͚̘̯͛͂̈w̸͔͓̠̆õ̷̧̧̭̓̏̈r̷̮͈̀̅̏k̵̝͚̞̈o̵͙̬̳̥̔͗̏ṳ̶̣͎́ṱ̶̛͕̅̚ ̸̡̲̯͛̀͒͛y̷͇̪̣͂̒̃̕ò̵̗̰̻̬͛̄ų̵̱̼̎̋̍̚ ̸̠͊̃͒k̴̜̠͗̆ņ̵͔̓͠o̶̳̣̮͐̈́̄w̸̢̳͉͊̈́̈͝!"

"Charlie dear, please stop—" Judy began as Charlie reached for her ceremonial sword, if Charlie started swinging that thing around she could still cause damage. Before she can break out into an embarrassed lecture one of the beastkin makes herself known as she approaches Charlie in a dress that many would consider scandalous but her daughter immediately seems to notice her and immediately tries to use her as a shield, ducking behind her like she was about to be scolded and judging from the look on the beastkin's face that seemed likely.

"Ṯ̶̜̈́͗h̸̪̆̚e̸͙̱͊̈ ̴̫̱͋á̷̧̮s̶̫͙̆̂s̶̹̜̾̾a̴͍̪̓̃s̵̤̀̐s̴̨̻̍̎ḯ̸̎͜n̸̜̗̍!̷͉͋͜" Charlie practically shots from behind her.

"The assassin?" Judy repeats, glancing around the room carefully. "What assassin? You're afraid of an assassin?"

Before Charlie can answer, Santana darts behind Judy and wraps her arms around Charlie's bare arms, making sure to run her fingers along Charlie's forearm. An almost cheshire-like grin appears on her face as Charlie turns a bright red and immediately tries to avoid following the very daring cut in dress that gave her mate a very good look at her breasts. "You promised me a dance, remember?"

Charlie sputters and looks at her mother for a bit of help but her mother just seems stunned that anyone as pretty as Santana is talking to her at all, "Ì̸̢̦̐ ̵͚͋̌c̷͙̓a̵̖̦͘n̶̡̪͒̈'̴̯͛̍t̷̟͓͐ ̴̻͚̇̾d̷̖̈ã̴͎ṉ̷̯̽c̵̞͙̍ë̴̬̻́̈́!̸̤́̕"

Santana smiles as she notices that all eyes are locked on them and Quinn looks positively incensed at the fact that her attention was on her rather flustered twin. "Don't worry I'll lead."

Charlie's brow shoots up at that, before quickly furrowing at the clear provocation. She wasn't sure she liked this beastkin, she was always speaking in riddles and she left her feeling like up was down, and down was up. She couldn't keep letting this random crazy woman have any more power over her, she was a sword master she had faced off against a Leshen recently. She wasn't going to get bossed around by a kitten! "T̷̛̤̙͛ỉ̶̫͘m̴̗͛̆e̴̪̥͆̈́ ̴̱͖̔̔t̶̳͋͝ó̵̩̈́ ̴͎̽̇d̷̼̎̑â̴̤̬n̶̺̈̔c̷̛̺̝͐e̷̲̊!̴̘͆"

Judy looked at her husband who looked just as lost as she felt, and she smiled as everyone looked at her expecting her to lecture her youngest daughter, but instead she simply turned to her other daughters. Quinn's expression was all she needed to see for her to guess why Quinn had allowed Charlie to break her only rule. "Brittany, Frannie, it's time to dance."

"Really but I want to watch an international incident," Frannie comments only for her husband to take her by the hand. "I really want to watch an international incident unfold in front of us Joseph," she grumbled to him. She hadn't had a good laugh in weeks.

"Do you have any idea how much paperwork an international incident would cause?" Her husband replies letting out a laugh as Frannie immediately makes a face. "Maybe she'll surprise us."

"It'll be a surprise if she doesn't trip on her own two feet at some point in the evening, I don't understand how she can be so good with swinging around those swords of hers and be unable to follow some simple steps. At least without stomping on her partner's feet. Mike even tried to teach her, and she was rude to him!"

"Well, she really wasn't exactly rude to me, she likes me well enough for an elf," Mike replies but Brittany still looks outraged on his behalf. "She invited me to drink and everything! So she's friendly enough, you know how she and Kara feel about elves. And unlike Kara she's nicer to me about the whole being an elf thing."

"Lena said she'd talk to her!" Brittany grumbles as she takes her place on the dancefloor, and even though she's annoyed she smiles as Mike takes her in his arms. She'd focus on her outrage later now it was time to dance and try not to die laughing at Charlie's pitiful attempts at dance. She can't help but bite her lip to try not to start laughing as she sees Charlie trying to figure out where to place her hands.

Santana raises a brow and takes Charlie's hand and places it on the small of her back before taking her other hand as the music begins to swell and she feels her mate straighten up suddenly. "Do you know you're not speaking the common tongue?"

"W̴͖̝͂̎h̶̓͂͜å̵̹t̴̥̩̄͛ ̶̜͂͝a̸͔̾͘r̵̦͝ë̶͖́ ̷͚̮̊̓y̸̝͐o̴̙͝ư̸̖̑ ̵̜̯́t̵͔̊ȁ̸̝͆ḽ̸̀̐͜k̴̘̤̋i̴̱͠n̵͍̙̓̀g̷̫̓ͅ ̷̛̘a̴͇̩̍͝b̵̢͚͗͝õ̴͎̓u̵̩̮͆t̵͉͑͘ ̴̘̹̄ĩ̴̫͠ ̸̘̹̏̑a̸̦͊͐ḿ̶̾͜ ̶͙̗̑͝s̶̲͠p̷̭͒̃e̸̞͕͑à̸̟k̵͈̈́i̴̜̮̓̕ṇ̵̯͊͠g̵̹͋ ̸͇̆̓c̵̺͇͋̂o̶̥̪̊̈n̵̳͊ͅt̵̠̕i̵̥͒̐n̵͍̾͠e̸̝͂̂ņ̶̮̓t̴̥͉͘a̷̗͖̅l̸̢̫͂ ̵̡͗̑?̶̤̳̎" Charlie frowned.

Santana shakes her head as she tries to lead her mate across the dance floor but suddenly feels a bit of a pull from her mate and glances at her, only to smile at the puffed out cheeks as her mate begins to lead, her steps were surprisingly spry, and she seemed fairly capable of remembering simple choreography. "I honestly don't know what you're saying, but you were getting strange looks were you not? You just randomly switched to another language, and you smell like dirt and mushrooms—did your twin give you something?"

Charlie blinked and then nodded, before turning her head to glare at her twin who was busy being scolded by her mother while Rachel looked mortified.

"Were you trying to make me jealous?" Santana questions causing her mate to look back at her. "Talking to other women? Because it worked."

"J̴̡̠́e̷̡̅a̵̛̫͗l̸̛͈õ̵̪̔u̶̫̒̂s̶̱̬͘? I̶̮͆ ̷͇̥̍̕t̴̘́͘h̴͎̔ǫ̶͓͘u̸͈͆g̶͙̕h̸̰̒͝t̶̡͠ ̷̲͕̎ẏ̶̱̫̔ó̶̢̨̚ŭ̴̙͚̚ ̴͚͓̉w̷̱̿͑ë̶̡̯́͝r̸̨̟͌e̴̙̩̍ ̸̥͚̉t̸̫͊̄ͅr̴͇̪͛̔y̷̪̓͜i̸̦̋n̷̡̧̂̓g̵͍͘ ̷͈̠̈t̵͔̿o̶̖͒̽ ̶͖̋̑k̵̡͈̈́̓i̶̙̱͒́l̵͈͋̐l̴̗͂ ̴̧̌̚m̶̥̂͐è̵̥͜!"

Santana lets out a small laugh, she honestly has no idea what her mate is aying at all, but at least they're engaged in a one-sided conversation. "Now let me make you jealous, your twin only did this to you because she is jealous that I want to mate with you." A smile of absolute delight as Charlie's ear goes red again and she looks at her with her eyes big. "That's why I was in your room, that's why I spied on you in the baths, I wanted you to ravish me, until I'm unable to feel my legs.''

Charlie opened her mouth and then closed it, and then opened it again. She wasn't used to women speaking so plainly and she realized that once again Santana was leaving her completely mystified. She tries again to speak but she really doesn't know what to say to that. She would have to properly court Santana and she wasn't quite sure what that entailed. Perhaps she should kill something impressive for Santana and present her with the spoils. "D̵̲̃ͅo̶̙̐͘ ̶̞͇͑̓y̴̖̬͠o̷͍̐͘ú̵̠͘ͅ ̷̤͓͑̽ḻ̴̪̃͠ḯ̶̜̜ķ̵̝͒̽ȇ̴̡̫ ̴͎̝̐͝j̶̢͈̕ë̷͙w̷͈̕ḛ̶̂l̴̟͑s̶̢̃̂?"

"I still have no idea what you're saying," Santana says. "I like you like this, you're actually listening. And your focus is all on me, as it should be."

Charlie puffs out her cheeks to say something but the music changes causing her to stumble a bit in surprise.

"You know you're actually not a terrible dancer," Santana mused. "I expect good things when we mate." She lets out an amused chuckle as Charlie eyes widen and her cheeks grow hot. She looks around the room noting the stares that they were receiving and looks up at her mate. She needed to stake her claim so every unattached woman here knew that Charlie was hers and they really needed to vacate themselves from their presence. She pulls on Charlie's shoulder planning to have her way and quicken their pace. Instead she feels Charlie's hand spread on the small of her back and exert a very gentle pressure, refusing her the ability to simply drag her mate across the dance floor.

Charlie smiles as Santana looks at her and straightens up properly, fixing her lines and quickens the pace as she moves with her keeping a control of the pace.

Santana blinked in surprise, she'd always been forced to hold back with whoever she'd been with. It had been infuriating, and she swallowed as her cheeks suddenly felt hot and she immediately glances away, when Charlie flashes her a very attractive half smile. As they spin she catches Sansa glaring at her, and she can't help but flash her a very pleased grin.

~ O ~

Judy's fan snaps open and she immediately uses it to hide the pleased smile on her face, as she reaches for her husband's hand. "Dear, are you looking at this?"

Russell squeezed his wife's hand, and smiled, he was getting closer to retirement. Then he could focus on spending the rest of his life with absolutely no responsibility, except to his wife and his grandchildren. "The nobles that mistook her for the slow one are starting to take notice, she can't keep hiding for long. It seems we have this beastkin to thank for this."

"You need to talk to your daughter," Judy said after a moment, when Russell gives her a dry look, "Quinn, it seems that she may want a new doll, and has her eye on what her sister has. You know this was a problem when she was a child."

"Let the children figure it out Judy, Charlie has to learn to get wise to the fact that her sisters really do like to mess with her. I imagine it will be quite amusing for us." Russell said with a dismissive tone. "Now we need to make sure that this romance blossoms into something. This has to work Judy, I don't even think we can pay someone to take her."

"Russell."

"What was that? When could she do that? I thought that stopped back when she was a child after your mother—"

"Quinn gave her a dwarven-ale that contains a certain-type of mushroom. Talk to your daughter, dear."

"Where does she even come up with this stuff?" Russell chuckled.

"Do not encourage her."