Demelza let him lift her onto his feet, biting her lip softly. "I'm not going to hurt your feet am I?" She asked softly, letting her arms wrap themselves around his neck. She smiled at him and leaned against him carefully. She couldn't take her eyes away from him. This moment was perfect, his arms around her waist, the gentle music sliding through the room, it was the best thing that Demelza could ever remember. She burried her face against him, taking in a deep breath.
"You're perfect." She said softly. "You're perfect and I can't... I can't imagine not being with you." She pulled back a little bit, looking up at him for a moment. He was so sweet and charming. "I don't know what I did to deserve you, love, but I'm glad I did it. I... I love you, Neville." She said softly.