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Recalling how fruity her muffled singing felt that Masquerade night... And how lusciously mellow it was yesterday evening... the exciting sensation it evoked travelled once again through his spine, making him impatient with an electrifying desire to hear it again.
Answering her without intending to sweeten his true opinion, opposing the outrageous word she used to describe her sound, Zeleskiaz daydreamed as he took her hand unconsciously to convey his thoughts about its dulcet intonation.
"...It was not shallow in the least... Only sweet to the ears and powerful in its melody..."
"..."
Watching her anthracite pupils resonate with brilliance as her blushing cheeks infected her slightly hidden ears, he swallowed to continue the prose.
"Certainly befitting of its portrayer's excellence... The Lady's voice was maddeningly winsome..."
