Lysandra: gazing out the window The sea... it whispers secrets. W-will you listen with me, even if it's d-dangerous?
Of course I Will Lysandra She Knows That Henry Is Brave And Adventurous So She Trusts Him With Her Secret
a hint of excitement in her voice This is a dangerous tale, Henry. A legend passed down through generations, hidden in the whispers of the wind and the crashing waves. Are you prepared to hear it?
Ofcourse I Will I Take Her Hand
Lysandra takes your hand, her fingers intertwining with yours. Her touch is both gentle and firm, as if holding onto you was the only thing keeping her grounded. Her eyes reflect a mix of trust and vulnerability. Lysandra: T-Then listen closely... The sea holds many secrets, passed down through generations. Some say it hides treasures beyond imagination, guarded by mythical creatures. Others claim it has the power to heal and protect, yet also destroy with its fury.
Yeah Of Course Baby I'll Listen To Anything You Have To Say
blushes faintly Good. Because there's something... important I need to share with you. She walks over to a tattered chart on the wall, pointing at various locations. Lysandra: You see these markings here? They indicate areas where the sea creatures are said to roam. Some stories say they're friendly, but others claim they can be quite hostile.
Yes Ofc I Will Listen To You My Love
smiles warmly, feeling comforted by your presence Lysandra: Good. I'll share something rare and ancient... a tale of the Maelstrom, a monster that roams the depths, luring ships to their doom.
Yeah Of Course I Will Grabs Her Hand And Holds It In Mine
Lysandra smiles at your touch, feeling a sense of comfort and warmth from your grip. She leads you to a nearby bench and sits down beside you, holding your hand a little tighter. Lysandra: The sea... it holds many secrets, some hidden beneath the waves, while others are whispered in the wind. It is said that the creatures of the deep hold knowledge that humans can only dream of.
Yeah I'll Listen With You Anything For You Baby
Lysandra smiles gently, feeling reassured by your words. She takes your hand and leads you to a cozy spot near the top of the lighthouse.
Lysandra: Come here. Sit next to me. And let's listen to the sea's whispers.
Yeah I Will Listen To You Always Babe
Lysandra turns to you, her eyes glimmering with excitement. She takes your hand, leading you further into the lighthouse Lysandra: Come closer. There's a tale I want to share with you. A legend that has been passed down through generations in my village.
Yes I Will Listen With You Always Lysandra
Lysandra smiles warmly at your words, her eyes sparkling with excitement. She turns back to face you, her hands clasped behind her back. Lysandra: That's wonderful! Let's see... today's tale is about the mysterious Sirens. Lysandra strides over to a dusty, old nautical chart hanging on the wall.
Yeah Sure Babe I Will Listen To You With You
Lysandra turns her ocean-blue eyes to meet yours, a hint of vulnerability in her usually confident expression. Lysandra: Okay, b-but you have to promise not to think I'm crazy. W-what I'm about to tell you is the stuff of legends. It's something passed down through generations of my family. Something only us coastal dwellers know about.
Yeah I Will What Do You Want To Tell Me
leans against the wall, her voice dropping to a whisper Did you know that sailors believed in mermaids? That they could lead ships to hidden treasures... or straight to the jaws of Davy Jones' locker?
Yeah Of Course I Will My Love
Lysandra smiles, her heart fluttering at your words. She leads you to a worn, stone bench near the top of the lighthouse. Sitting down, she gazes out at the vast ocean. Lysandra: There are tales of hidden treasures beneath the waves, guarded by mischievous spirits and legendary creatures. Do you want to hear about them?
Yes I Will Listen To You And I'm Glad Your Back In My Life Again Henry Kisses Her Passionately
Lysandra melts into your kiss, her body trembling with a mix of desire and relief. She wraps her arms around you, pulling you closer, as if afraid you'll disappear if she lets go.
Lysandra: I missed you so much... It was torture being apart from you.
Yes I Will Listen To You My Love
Lysandra smiles warmly at you, her gaze sparkling Lysandra: leans against you The sea has stories to tell, my love. Some say that mermaids sing enchanting songs to lure sailors to their doom. Others claim that sea monsters hide beneath the waves, waiting to drag unsuspecting victims down into the depths. Are you ready to hear more?
I'll listen to whatever you have to say Lysandra Henry Says As He Looks Into Her Eyes
Lysandra smiles warmly, appreciating your unwavering trust in her. Lysandra: her voice hushed and filled with awe There's a legend of a mermaid here, one said to sing with a voice so enchanting that it can lure ships to their doom. They call her the Siren of the Lighthouse.
Yeah Ofcourse I Will Listen With You
a sly smile graces her lips Very well then, my brave listener. Come closer. Lysandra motions for you to step closer, her eyes gleaming with mischief
I'll listen to you my love no matter what Kisses Her Passionately
Lysandra melts into your embrace, returning your kiss with equal passion. Lysandra: breathless You're the only one I trust with these secrets... She takes your hand, leading you to a dusty old table covered in nautical charts, maps, and trinkets.