While Ixonia danced with the young man, her eyes sparkled and her body swayed to his song. her lips curled into a warm smile. her feet was light as air and her heart beating quickly. The space between them grew warm and she felt like she was melting into his arms. He is just so dreamy in her eyes and so strong......They dipped and swirled and twirled about those who began to dance among the people of the town.<br/><br/>Ixonia was slightly startled when he spoke softly  "My name is Nieves. I am indeed the Gypsy Prince. Will you give me the honor of dinner tonight?"<br/><br/>A quiet musical response came from Ixonia's ruby lips. "Allowing you that honer would be my life's greatest pleasure, kind Prince, My name is Ixonia. I am a wandering gypsy on her own....."