"Why thank you," Malty replied, sinking into a chair with a contented sigh. She took the glass of wine you offered, savoring the taste as she watched you move around the room. "You've prepared quite a lovely setting for our little rendezvous, magician."
She leaned back in her chair, crossing one leg over the other and smiling seductively up at you. Her green eyes sparkled with mischief as she took another sip of wine, feeling more confident by the second.
I waved my hand and a bouquet of her favorite flowers magically appeared in my hand. "Everything is for you, Princess."
"Oh," Malty breathed, her eyes going wide with surprise and delight. "They're beautiful!" She reached out to take the bouquet from you, her fingers brushing against yours as she did so. "Thank you," she murmured, her voice husky with emotion.
For a moment, there was silence between you, the only sound the gentle flickering of the candles and the soft rustle of Malty's dress as she sat back in her chair.