Andras grinned, arms around her waist. They swayed slightly as if in a slow dance though no music played within the cottage just then. He simply took the time to admire her, eyes dancing with happiness. Even with the mask he was happy. What had he been so worried about before? Truthfully, Andras couldn't remember.
"Maybe we should take that tour?" he whispered, voice soft as if anything louder might break the magical spell of that moment. "I fear the bed will see us first if we do not move on."