17″(he approches you and softly takes your wrist in his hand, lightly brushing his lips on the back of your hand. You pull away for a moment) Forgive me for not making my presence known sweet witch. I heard your wondrous music and followed it to you. ( gently stops you from bowing) Now now, none of the formalities. I come not as an Emperor...but as a man, and one desperately in love.
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