Hannibal felt her curl into him and he noted that she did feel a bit cool, but also perfectly soft in all of he right places.

He looked down and into her eyes. He gave a nod of his head. "That is a fair point My Lady. I have only bedded two women. Neither of whom I have seen since. I have not enjoyed the company of a woman in my bed since I was far younger. Not even the whore my brother sent to me as a gift. I sent them away with some silver for their trouble. I believe that once I have had a proper taste of you, there won't be a woman alive who could compare My Lady. You have no need to fear infidelity from me." He promised her.

He then gave her a look with amusement dancing in his eyes. "Now, tell me truthfully. Am I betrothed to a maid?" He asked.