"Oh, how sweet! Thank you," She smiled, taking the flower from him and unwrapping the paper. Dejah set it on her mantle before settling into the chair and reaching for the wine.

Dejah took a long sip from her glass, crossing one leg over the other. Afterwards she tipped her glass away from her lips but still held it aloft.

"Glad it's to your liking," Dejah smiled, chasing the taste of wine on her lips by running her tongue along her lower lip.