Andrea chuckled and pulled her down the hall. She turned down a few halls and then stopped in front of a large double doorway. She pushed it open and walked in. Inside there was every type of musical instrument ever invented.

"Help yourself. This is one of my favorite rooms. The music room."

She took a few steps into the room before spinning around and looking at all of the instruments in amazement. There were some she knew, and some she did not. A few seemed to have been plucked from dreams, and ancient legends. It did not take her long to find the one that she was most interested in though. Tirana sat on the bench and ran her fingers lightly across the keys before she closed her eyes and started to play.

Andrea sat down to listen with a smile on her face. She played wonderfuly.

Victor heard a sound. Something he had not heard in a long time. He moaned at the memorys coming back into his mind. He stood up and walked towards the sound like in a trance. He peered into the door. He walked up to the girl playing the piano with a smile. He opened is mouth and started to sing in a gorgeous voice.

Tiranatil continued to play, even though she had been startled by the sudden sound of Victors singing. His voice was wonderful, it was entrancing. She could not remember a time when she had ever heard anything so beautiful in her life. Sadly, though, the song had to come to an end. She played the last note as though she were trying to prolong the sound before it died. When the music had faded she turned her head to look over her shoulder at the Demon, but was left speechless by his song.

He smiled at her and took a bow.
"One of my wives used to play all the time and it was wonderful but yours is so much better. I love it."
He reached out for her hand.
"Dinner will be ready momentarily if you are interested in eating and then I had have a suprise prepared for after."

"Thank you, I have been playing for a very long time." She took his hand gently as she stood and nodded, "Of course. You..you have a beautiful voice, Victor. Thank you for singing." Tirana could not deny her curiosity to what her had in store for her.

He smiled and dragged her to the eating spot. He set her down in her seat and then went to his on the opposite side of her.



He smiled as the servants came in with Roasted quail to get them started and poured them some wine.

She looked around the room before returning her gaze to him and smiled. The food smelled delicious. She had not realized just how hungry she was until she smelled it. Tirana brushed a stray lock of hair back behind her ear and looked back up to Victor, "Thank you for your hospitality. You have surprised me in many ways."

He smiled at her and ate his food quickly. The servants soon brought in a salad smothered with dressing.
"They worked hard on this meal. Do not worry about leftovers. I feed my servants whatever they wish and they help themselves. I do not mind having more company here. Most people are afraid of me so I do not get it often."

She ate the Roast quail, as much as she could at least, and then had some of the salad as well. The woman nodded, "Well, the word Demon is usually not a good thing to hear. Most people hear demon and it means that some hard times are on their way for them. That is part of why I was so against you." Was? Why wasn't she still? Some doubts still entered her mind, but she tried to quiet them.

He smiled at her. The salads were taken away and replaced with potato soup. Very rich and creamy.
"I am glad you are not anymore. I do hate it for people to fear me. I have never hurt anyone intentionaly."

She smiled at him and looked down to the soup. She did eat some of it, but there was so much food that she was getting full quickly. "You could not have expected a different initial reaction though. Our people have been at war with one another for so long that...that we have come to expect certain things about one another." The Angel chewed on her lower lip lightly, "I am glad that you have proven me wrong though."

He smiled at her as they brought in Roast duck as an entree with a lovely pasta as a side dish. He ate all of his with flourish. Even though he did not have to eat he still did.
"It is true but most angels and demons have there own personalitys. I know I do."

She could not believe the amount of food that was being brought. At this point she was eating some of the food more out of politeness then hunter. Her attention was more on him then on the task of eating, "Yes, it does seem that at least some demons deviate. I have never met another that did not incite my righteous anger."

Tirana lowered her eyes for a moment, seeming to lose herself in her own thoughts for a short time before she looked up at him again. "You are different from your brethren. Far more so then I think that you realize."

Last of all the servants brought some delicious pie. Nice and warm.
Finishing his food with relish he stood up and offered her his hand.
"Now for the best part of our date."

She ate some of the pie as well, it was difficult not to. It was delicious. When he took her hand and helped her to stand, though, she was surprised at what he had said. "Date?" She had not thought it was that, she simply had thought he was being a gracious host. Curiosity kept her from pulling away. He intrigued her, "What is it?"

(psssst we need that one pic of them in like a ballroom area :P)

Leading her to a huge doorway done over in gold he opened the door. Inside there was a band of servants and when the door opened they began to play. He led her to the center of the floor and putting one arm around her waist he pulled her close to him looking down at her. He began to waltz taking the lead.
"This is the last and best part my dear."

She looked around the room in amazement before he pulled her closer to him, her free hand moved around his shoulder as he took lead of the waltz and she followed the movements easily, as though her feet had the dance memorized. "I..I had not expected this Victor." She looked up into his eyes with a small smile.

(yay for romance ^.^ )

He smiled and leaned closer to her face. His lips inches from her. He inhaled the scent of her. She was intoxicating. She was so beautiful.
"You are the prettiest girl I have ever met and I do not know why but I just have to do this."
He leaned forward and kissed her gently on the lips.

Again she was surprised at him, surprised at the closeness, and at her own feelings. What was she thinking? Why did she want this? Even as he whispered she knew what would happen, and as soon as his lips touched hers, Tirana closed her eyes and returned it just as gently. As their lips touched, though, she knew what would happen. She did not care though, not at that moment.

((Aww, so sweet.))

(*sigh* gotta love romance)

He moved his face away from hers for a moment still holding her to him and staring into her eyes.
"I know we have not known each other a long time but I have to say this to you Tirana. I love you."
His eyes burned with the passion his heart felt. Something about her seemed right. He just wanted to be with her.

Though she feared what would come, she wanted this. When he said he loved her she knew then that it was right, that he was the one she was meant to be with. Blue eyes staring into this she could not hide the smile as she whispered back, only loud enough for him to hear, "I love you to, Victor."

((Haha, I don't read the romance novels, but rp is fun with romance.))

(ikr. Romance in rps makes it so much more enjoyable. ^.^)

He smiled and kissed her again this time more passionate than before. He wanted her. He had to have her. She was the one he was meant to be with forever. He let her go moving a step away from her.
"It is getting late. Would you like to go to your room to rest?"

She returned the kiss just as passionately, and when he took a step back from her she looked more then a little disappointed. After a moment she shook her head, "No, not yet." She looked down and then back up at him, "At least not if you are not tired." She took one of his hands in her own, keeping her eyes glued to his.

((I agree, though I like to go at it different ways. In one rp I'm doing the characters HATE each other right now. XD))

He smiled and reached his hand out to her taking her hand also. He stroked her cheek with his other hand.
"You are the most beautiful girl I have ever seen. Tirana would you care to become my next wife? My first immortal wife? The one I live with forever?"
He had lowered himself onto one knee still keeping his eyes locked on hers.