To Belle's compliment, Triumph lifted his chin and bobbed it along with three trumpeting chirrups and a grateful squeal, and Graham was pretty sure he didn't need to translate that, but he would anyway.

"He says thank you," he offered, then laughed a little, "and that he knows. And but of course, my dear lady!" He took a moment to sweep out his cloak and duck into a courtly bow. "I would be honored to share the dance floor with such fetching company! And your dress is so..."

Leggy!

"Blue! It looks great, Belle!"