Cyril smiled widely as she continued to praise his abilities as their arms moved gently across the strings, sure their would be a few mistakes here and there, but even the greatest musicians had to learn at some point.<strong>"I'm very grateful, your praise knows no bounds."</strong>he spoke gazing upon her once more with his eyes a deep blue.<br/><br/>It appeared she was beginning to get the hang of simple notes and chords,<strong>"Excellent my dear you're progressing very quickly, I'm impressed."</strong>he praised with his hand slowly rising up her arms allowing her free reign over the strings. When she asked him about his work he spoke calmly,<strong>"I plan on making a series of pieces, they will be my life's work. My first group of pieces will be a three part serenade (instrumental) two of which are performed upon the piano  however I am having trouble coming up with a title. I find it pointless to simply name it Menate's Serenade I want it to be original through and through. Perhaps you can help me with such my dear."</strong><br/><br/>Not wishing to bore her with his current conundrum he continued showing her various chords as he placed his hands on top of hers moving them with a gentle and loving tenderness.