Damita took a moment to study Toho, gazing down at him, admiring what she could see of him. He was the kind of exotic consort that every girl dreamed about in Spain – The hero that would whisk the damsel in distress away to a palace, or save her from the dragon.<br/><br/>Damita gave a happy little sigh, cinnamon eyes moving to his face as he asked her why, her head falling to the side somewhat. “Because at this moment, as much as I am yours, you are mine.” She answered simply, letting the words roll off her tongue. “We have been together such a short time, but it feels as though this was meant to be.”<br/>