The brunette wrapped her arm around his shoulder as the other interlocked with his. A smile formed on her face as her eyes were locked on his, “what’s the occasion, hm?” She asked, followed by a soft giggle, “I thought I’ve lost my inner Cinderella.”
Pietro smiled at her as his arms went around Wanda’s waist after pulling her into the dance. “Why does there need to be an occasion?“ He questioned simply, giving her a small sweet kiss before breaking eye contact. When he did though he simply leaned his head down, resting the side of his head against hers as they moved. “Maybe I just wanted to make you feel like a princess–you are one to me after all. You should feel like one to.“
Wanda just wondered why suddenly Pietro asked for a dance. It’s a rare thing the two of them did. A soft giggle escaped her lips as she leaned to the side of his head. Pietro always found a way to make her feel like she’s the most special girl in the world no matter what the situation was and Wanda loved it. “If I’m a princess, are you my prince? Or my knight?” The sister asked, feet moving oh-so-slow along with the rhythm of the classical music that’s playing.