The second day of the week followed the same routine, packed with history and etiquette lessons. But this time, there was an unexpected twist.
To the players' collective surprise—and dread—they were introduced to dancing lessons.
"Oh no," Evan groaned, slumping dramatically into his seat. "I knew this day would come. I could feel it in my—"
"Don't you dare say 'dancing shoes,'" Lei interrupted, shooting him a warning glare.
The instructor clapped his hands sharply to grab their attention. "Focus! Dancing is an integral part of etiquette at formal events.
While no one expects you to perform like professionals, you must at least avoid tripping over yourselves—or worse, someone else."
"Define 'worse,'" Zack muttered under his breath.
"Falling into the dessert table," Pierre deadpanned, earning a few snickers.
