Xiran was sitting near the fireplace as Aselia descended the stairs. A fire had been lit and he had placed a fluffy white rug and cushions near it. He peered at her with a smile.
"Come now," he called her and she quickly moved towards him. Stopping a foot away from the rug she looked at the black fireplace, where fresh logs had been placed by Xiran and the reddish-orange fire crackled with little sparks flying here and there.
He was sitting in a relaxed posture with his one leg raised and his hand perched on his knee. He patted the cushion next to him and she settled down beside him.
"Movie?" He asked with a smile waving the remote control he was holding.
"Sure, but make it an action one starring Paul Strioins," she replied with twinkling eyes.
"Ahhh, I see you like Paul."
"He is the most handsome and desirable action hero in the film industry right now. He is so dreamy, who wouldn't?" Her excitement showed as she talked about Paul.
