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"I..." he scratches his chin and looks at her , "VIctorians ladies don't rattle do they?"

"I am a witch, dearheart."

"Well, this is true" He says, "But I thank you for your trust, for in truth, you are the one I save my lascivious stares for."

"I am yours, I have given you my name. You are mine. I have chosen you, and you have never failed me."

"How can I? I am in love with a witch. All other women lack. " A smile, "You ensnare me and I tie the rope about my heart happily"

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"You hold me, but do not tether me. You are the shelter I return to."

"For one who calls me the poet, I think perhaps that title belongs to you"

A thought occurs to him.. "Held, but not tethered... I... I think I have an idea for a painting"

"Oh! Wonderful! I look forward to watching you work."

"Don't neglect your studies while you do... " A kiss on her neck, and then he goes to grab his canvas and paints where he can paint while she reads.

Zara sets up with her homework, content to be in his presence.

And together yet apart... they each work their magic....

(end scene)