Sweep me off my feet

Her laugh was like music to his ears and he couldn't help but chuckle in return even though she was laughing at his antics. "I can be yours for however long you desire madam Sibelle?" Words were like liquid honey as they dripped from his tongue, languid wink being tossed her way without skipping a beat. It was all to easy to fall into old habits, all to easy to fall into a day with this enchanting woman. Precious dear? After a moment she could give her name and for a moment his gaze would darken. Armada? Wasn't that the man who had taken the throne of Glaciem after Eos had ripped it from Gargoyle and then abandoned it? He couldn't judge the man, it was Eos that Cynrik found a dark place in his heart to hate. He had not been part of the war more really heard anything of it. One of there perks of being a rouge most likely. "Any relation to the ruling family of the north?" The dark cloud passed as quickly as it came, words coming like easy conversation. There was no judgement or harshness in his tone, he was not here to put her on the stand after all. "Friends with the queen hey? I hope she wouldn't mind me kidnapping you for a time would she? How do you feel about an adventure?" There was a dare in his tone, a tip to his skull as russet and golden fur mingled easily. Would she allow him to wash her away on some grand adventure? Would she dare to go with a stranger?

Speech!