Garius leaned in, voice low for Fransesca's ears alone. "Honey… if you show their dance on the live broadcast, won't that capture other men's hearts too? Isn't that going to be trouble for our sons in the future?"
Fransesca smiled, serene and unbothered. "No, dear. The dance itself isn't what truly captures a partner's heart. It's beautiful, yes, graceful, elegant. But the dance alone holds no power to steal hearts."
"Then what is it?" Garius pressed, curiosity flickering in his eyes.
She grinned, eyes playful. "That, my king, is a secret only for girls. You won't find it out with your Eyes of Truth either, since you know I'm the master of all the bearers."
He shook his head and chuckled. "I know. Even if I tried, I can't. You hold all the cards with those ancient powers."
