Re: Moody/Marly
Marlene closed her eyes as he kissed her, a big smile on her face. When he pulled back, she grinned. "You'd be a lousy king. You wouldn't delegate, couldn't sit back while watching others work, and you'd never marry so many women."
She chuckled. "He and Gellert had a great time with the decorations. It's some weird acid trip with futuristic touches and some magic. It's groovie," she said, before staring at his hand like he's grown a spare one. "You're asking me to dance?" She blinked, raising her eyes to his face. Her smile softened and she nodded while she reached for his hand. "I'd love to dance."