As much as Ixonia wanted to sing, she did not dare to do so. She watched as the young man started to sing his new song and when she caught the sweet rhythm, she slowly began to dance to the music as it seeped into her soul. She swayed and dipped then twirled before she leaped into the air coming down in a spiral and landing on the tips of her toes. As the song sank into her soul, Ixonia's eyes slowly closed so that she could only  feel the music and could see the music in her soul, swirling about, moving Ixonia's body with a delicate grace. The scarf around her waist was loosen and tossed off to one side near her horses. The bracelets on her tanned arms jingled as she danced while her hair began to fall out of the braid that it was in.<br/><br/>As the sun shone down upon Ixonia, it made tiny glittery sparkles on her dangling silver earrings. Ixonia's chest rose with each breath that she would take, her shoes made a sharp clacking sounds as her feet danced, her skirts swirled about her long legs and would flare out from time to time. By the end of the song, Ixonia was soaring in the music as if she was as light as a bird and just as happy as a lark could ever be. She paused at the end of the song, unaware of the young man being so near her. When she heard his question, she slowly opened her eyes in wonder before speaking in a musical voice,<br/><br/>"But of course, my gypsy Prince. For you I shall dance till my feet ache with blisters."