The lessons go well over the next few days

Mitri took Broden's hand and allowed him to pull her to her feet. Lethila chuckled at her sister's fright red face, but began to play a slow tune on her harp. Both of the princesses knew that their mother had an interest in the Orc, but Lehila honestly wondered if Mitri was a better fit for the Orc mercenary. Not that Lethila didn't have some interest herself. He was big, and she had noticed a bulge in his pants a few times when he looked at their mother, so she judged him to have a fairly large cock, if not the biggest she had found. Lethila wondered how well he wold fill her out, but knew there was a difference in casual sex and actual feelings. Mitri showed him how to hold her waist before looking up into his face.

"So basically there will be three types of dances at the festival. The first is the one that Lethila is playing now. Watch my feet and try to follow along. I'll lead for now to show you what to do."

"A-alright your majesty."

"P-please, you don't have to be formal right now." Mirtri slowly showed him the steps and after a few minutes, he started to pick it up himself.

"You said there were three dances, right?"

"Y-yes. This slow dance is called the Aethiglenn. It is a dance to the forests and all of nature. Slow and tranquil, allowing the dancers to get a better feel of both each other and the land around them. The second dance is much faster. We call it the Sirathanam, and it is a dance for life and the energy that flows through all living things. The third dance is...."

"Its the Regalium," Said Lethila as Mitri blushed and looked away from Broden. "You don't need to worry about it right now, but its a dance of union."

"Union? As in romantic relationships?"

"T-that's right," Mitri said as Broden indicated that he was ready to try leading. "To offer the dance with someone is to basically declare romantic intentions for them."

"I see."

For the next few hours, Broden and Mitri went through the dance. For the last thirty minutes, Lethila switched with Mitri and taught him the basics of the Sirathanam. Once he had the basics, they called a halt for the night. The princesses and Broden left for their rooms with plans to continue the next night.

This was how their lessons progressed for the next two nights. First Mitri teaching the slower Aethiglenn and then Lethila teaching the Sirathanam. The second night had more focus on the Sirathanam than the first night, and the third was more of a reversal of their first night. At the end of the third night, Broden and Lethila were sitting down to rest as Broden heard footsteps approaching. He looked into the darkness and a figure emerged that he hadn't expected.

"Gailand Brand..."

"Broden. Your majesties. How goes the lessons?"

Both of the princesses had been shocked by the old Elf's entrance. Gailand was part of the war council as well as their late father's cousin.

"U-uncle!?"

"Uncle Gai!"

Mitri and Lethila both stood in shock as the old general gave them a gentle smile.

"If you want to keep your lessons secret, its best to make sure that all the lights on the upper east wing are out. I hadn't gone to bed yet and was closing my window the other night when I noticed music coming from the maze. Imagine my surprise when in the distance I see my cute little nieces prancing around the clearing with you Broden."

"I meant no offense Lord Brand." Broden hadn't brought any weapons, and feared that a fight was about to break out. Gailand didn't seem angry, but an old Elf like him might be hard to read.

"None of that Broden. Word of Rienlest's little jab at you the other day has spread. I don't blame you for wanting to make him eat his words. And as it is, these two troublesome princesses are actually very talented musicians and dancers."

"Cut it out Uncle!" Gailand laughed at Lethila's indignant protest.

"Mitri. Show him the Regalium."

"B-but that's..."

"I know its late, so work on it tomorrow. If he knows the Regalium, then he can really show up that snob." Lethila and Mitri both gasped and Broden's eyes widened in surprise.

"Lord Brand?"

"I'm not blind boy. Nor am I so against your race to go against what I have seen. But... If you make either of my nieces or my cousin's wife cry, I'll teach you that there are still Elves in this land that you should fear."

Broden heard the dangerous air in those last few words and actually found himself liking the general even more. Gailand waved them off and left with a smile.