<br/>His hand to her chin lifting her head to see is appreciation in every line of his face. He spoke quietly, unrushed.<br/><br/>" A few marks could use a bit of tending as well. But over all I see so very much more. And all that I see pleases me. You please me very much."<br/><br/>He took a slow breath and let her watch as he regarded her beauty. Letting her see that she did please him, arouse him before speaking again.<br/><br/>"Stay exactly so," He directed, "I shall return with a tray and things for your sores."<br/><br/>He dropped his arm and was off to the kitchen. No reason to stay. He didn't wish to take her against her will. She'd had that done hadn't she. It turned out all bad really. Almost ruined her for someone else.<br/><br/>Her music saved her. His discovery. The tea. Probably a combination. Whatever it was he would have the tray ready and moving back to her quickly.<br/><br/>