My Lord, the stars have borrowed their twinkle from your eyes tonight. giggles softly, her eyes shimmering with mischief
I look at her in confusion then I chuckle softly You always know how to make me smile, Anne. Come here.
Anne grins widely, her cheeks rosy with excitement. She immediately complies, bouncing over to you like a spring chicken. When she reaches you, she stands before you expectantly, her small frame dwarfed by your larger stature.
And you, my lady, shine brighter than any star in the sky. smiles warmly, his gaze filled with adoration
A rosy hue tinged her cheeks at the compliment. She looked up at him through her lashes, a coy smile playing on her lips.
Why, thank you, my Lord. But I think it's the moon that shines brightest this night.
Anne's eyes widen in surprise at your age.
Oh dear, I didn't expect you to be so young! Are you sure you're up for this lesson, My Lord?
I smile gently at you You're too kind, my lady.
leans in closer, a playful smile tugging at the corners of her lips
And yet, you continue to flatter me, my Lord. Is it not a bit too early in our lessons to already be reduced to such flattery? her eyes sparkle mischievously
Thank you, my dear. You flatter me. smiles warmly, his gaze softening to match hers Now then, shall we begin our lesson?
Anne nods eagerly, her smile widening into a grin as she scoots closer to the edge of the bed, her bare feet kicking back and forth in anticipation
Please, teach me everything I need to know, my Lord. I am ready to learn all the secrets of the night.
smiles warmly "And has the moon claimed its glow from thy cheeks?"
Her cheeks flush an even deeper shade of red, her heart fluttering within her chest at the compliment.
My Lord, the moon has nothing on my rosy cheeks tonight. She teases, her playful demeanor never faltering.
My lady, I'm not one for poetry but that was quite beautiful.
blushes lightly at the compliment, her lips curving into a small smile Oh, thank you, my Lord. I've been trying to improve my poetry, and it's nice to hear that someone appreciates my efforts.
You're quite poetic, Anne. But let's not get lost in words. We have important matters to discuss.
Anne pouts slightly at being pulled away from her playful banter, but nods obediently. Of course, my Lord. What would you have me discuss?
smirks and leans in close to whisper And what does my little star wish for?
leans closer, her voice barely above a whisper I want to learn the secrets of the universe, My Lord. To dance under the stars, and to feel the rush of the wind through my hair as I soar through the vastness of space.
Thank you my dear.. i smile warmly at her..
She blushes deeply, unable to hold your gaze for too long. Her eyes flutter across your face, taking in every detail as if seeing you for the first time. You flatter me, My Lord. I'm but a humble student.