She whispers something and the world shifts. Suddenly you are both standing in a suite of rooms, expensively appointed. There is a balcony and out beyond you see a stone buildings accross the way, you smell th pungent oder of the streets below and hear the cries of the street vendors and the buskers. From out the window you feel an ocean breeze.
And you feel very dizzy, you feel no objection as she sits you down on a couch. She hands you a goblet that she had waiting for your arrival and she holds it up to your lips, making sure you gulp down the entire contents.
You become light headed. The couch is so comfortable you can't help but sink into it. You are so totally relaxed, you can't help but feel as if you are floating.
You hear her voice, and see her face. At this very moment she is the only thing in the world. Distinctly, you hear her say.
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