full moon rising on the waters of my soul
Sweeping his gaze over the tattoo that Maeve revealed, Amun let his eyes tracked along the path the inked blooms must take up her body before meeting her gaze. "Beautiful." Then he arched an eyebrow at her. "That's a long time. Did you do it all in one sitting?" He whistled at the thought of that.
Shrugging a shoulder, he swirled the wine in his glass as he stared into it. "But it is." Clearing his throat, he took a sip of his drink. "I thought you'd never ask." Smiling, he set his cup down. Standing up, he swept into a bow. "Might I have the pleasure of this next dance?" Straightening up, he held out his hand to her.
Shrugging a shoulder, he swirled the wine in his glass as he stared into it. "But it is." Clearing his throat, he took a sip of his drink. "I thought you'd never ask." Smiling, he set his cup down. Standing up, he swept into a bow. "Might I have the pleasure of this next dance?" Straightening up, he held out his hand to her.
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