At first my steps were awkward, and only Heilantu's skill and care kept her from being stepped on. Her legs practically wrapped around mine as we danced, slowly and flowing like a river from step to step, her dress clinging to my leg. As the dance progressed, I started to catch on. And just as I did, with a twirl, Heilantu passed to the outer circle and Tavorwen spun into her place.

The song continued, and voices joined the instruments. I tried to catch the words for only a moment, but I decided better when I almost stepped on Tavorwen again.

The elves sang in high tones, the males in...