Neshita was happy he liked her gifts. She wanted to dance for this man to the end of the world. Which would have happen, due to there immortality. She followed him to their room.<br/><br/>She watched him setting the sword down. He took his vest of. She blushed as she looked away. When she had blushed. It was obvious, because of her white skin.  She was about to get ready for a dance. But then was surpised he didn't want one. She had kissed him back. She knew she couldn't hurt him. She wrapped her arms around him. Kissing him with more passion. She smiled as she broke the kiss. She was happy she had never had any other man but him.