Aymeric smiled down at her. Warmth spread through his chest as Night Sky snuggled into it.

"So you do," he responded, lowering his voice to make it that much more tantalizing. "Since it would most please my lady, I should be happy to provide a tune for the two of us."

Thus he sang something low and sweet as they began dancing. Theirs were simple, swaying steps that were more about moving together and being close than performing. He gently spun Night Sky, admiring the flow of her hair, her movement, her smile...her everything, really.