If it isn't an enemies to lover's relationship where I dress up for a ball looking positively exquisite and have a dagger strapped to my thigh with a mission to kill my enemy and I look around for a bit when I feel someone whirling me to the dance floor only to find out it's the man I loathe and he pulls me closer by the waist and I feel my skirt swish and seconds later the dagger is effortlessly stolen and in his hands and he leans down to whisper "you're going to have to do better than that,darling" I don't want it-
