The door's opening revealed a far more mesmerising sight and his eyes were soon leaving the tranquil peace of her sleepy emerald orbs, captured by her silken cloth that protected her attractive frame and the unmade bed which conjured images of a passionate night. A slight blush crept over hims cheeks, his handsomely rugged face becoming instantly childish as his feet refused to accept the gracious greeting, "Forgive me, fair maiden. I should not have imposed", he said bowing his head gently and remaining in the doorway, half desiring her to call him inside.