His touch as cold a death his kiss the kiss of death, her ear twitched as though trying to get away from the chill breeze that was his breath.<br/>She had heard of his kind, but one who spoke like a real man?<br/><em>NO this is somekind of trick </em><br/><br/>She tenses herself ready to flee at the first opertunity.<br/>"Pray tell me Sir why would one as unique as yourself seek out a common Maid sicuh as myself? Royalty would be more deserving."