my love affair with water runs deep into my soul,
the serenity as intense as the tides ebb and flow
As the woman danced right back, Amun laughed with delight. Then his grin broadened as he heard her name. ”Lily Balfour of the House of Revelries by any chance?” He swept into a practiced bow. ”Amun Arlun, at your service.” The corners of his mouth twitched up and he chuckled. ”Though you can call me whatever you like, hot stuff.” Straightening up, he winked.
When Lily followed his lead, he grinned. ”You heard the lady. Go on, scram!” Strangely enough, their efforts seemed to be working, and the mud starting oozing across the ground, though it left some residue behind. He stamped his foot at it to let them know they meant business, though mischief sparkled in his eyes.
At Lily’s accusation, he placed his hand over his heart and put an over the top hurt look on his face. ”Why I never, hot stuff! Do I look like the sort of person who would do that?” He waggled his eyebrows, looking exactly like the picture of a scavenger and a ruffian.
When Lily followed his lead, he grinned. ”You heard the lady. Go on, scram!” Strangely enough, their efforts seemed to be working, and the mud starting oozing across the ground, though it left some residue behind. He stamped his foot at it to let them know they meant business, though mischief sparkled in his eyes.
At Lily’s accusation, he placed his hand over his heart and put an over the top hurt look on his face. ”Why I never, hot stuff! Do I look like the sort of person who would do that?” He waggled his eyebrows, looking exactly like the picture of a scavenger and a ruffian.
nothing is softer or more flexible than water,
yet nothing can resist it
AMUN
