Veronika liked some parts of Johanna, the fact that she was able to actually have fun without looking at a priest to see if it was okay beforehand. Other parts she disliked however in the fact that Johanna was always this playful no matter the situation and it became tiresome at times. Then again, it was something working in her advantage, as Johanna would thus make a horrible queen... not that it would stop Edward. But yet, this carefree attitude ultimately worked very much in favor of Veronika: Johanna was easily disposable of through humiliation or death.

As Veronika went back to think on it and try and situate Johanna on an axis in comparison to herself she found it harder to do than anticipated for Veronika herself couldn't be put in such an axis. Everything was a mask, outrageous at time, charming at an other calculating the next... Ultimately one could consider that her calculating side was always the one to triumph and direct her actions but then again, it was the one she enjoyed the least. She lived for those moment: Dressed as a man dancing with a lady in the middle of a royal court in costume. 'Your Byzantine Blood' her mother would probably say.

Veronika smiled to Johanna and before starting to dance bowed profundly before kissing the hand of the woman and getting in position, assuming the role of the man of the pair.

"Please my lady, I am but a mysterious stranger of an unknown name in this masquerade!"

So she said, despite her extremely obvious curves only enhanced by the tightness of her outfit, and painful Russian accent. As they began to dance, Veronika directed her paces to be closer to Johanna and whisper.

"I'd say well played Lady Johanna, but indeed I am afraid both my accent and somewhat considerable height in comparison to the other feminine members of the court give little challenge to unmask me... No matter of course, with these inconveniences I find refuge in audacity... Say, I do believe you have the basic steps mastered Lady Johanna, what about more advanced ones?"

A second later Veronika raised her arm, guiding Johanna for a spin before stepping around her and going back into position. Visibly Veronika knew what she was doing.

"But I do think you could tell me long about audacity. A white dress, that certain height we've all learned to measure, brown hairs and an unmistakable confidence... Really, no one will teach a Greek anything about comedy."

With this as Veronika's foot stepped forward to be hidden by Johanna's dress, she quickly jerked it to the side into Johanna's ankle, the movement being destined to make her fall, in combination with Veronika leaning forward on Johanna. While there would have been a fall for a moment, the move was however entirely calculated and Veronika quickly grabbed Johanna behind her back, leaning close, very close, to her, almost as if to land a kiss despite the masks. Without giving the time to say anything she turned her head softly and whispered.

"Left."

 Where she turned her head, King Edward 'Happened' to be looking in their direction. As he and Scarlett passed next to them in the swirl of the dance, Veronika let out a small giggle, sending a look at the king that wanted itself enticing as she compressed her bust against that of Johanna. As the two of them passed however, she had one last look at Scarlett who she could see behind the back of Edward and sent her a more piercing and rapacious gaze, not victorious, but cold and calculating. If Edward was a Lion and Scarlett a Wolf, then Veronika was the Roman Eagle.

When the moment was passed, she slowly got Johanna up.

"My apologies, it seems I am quite clumsy. I haven't had much the occasion to dance since I came to England."

With this, she continued the dance.