Kildeer Rest Follow the Voice

Sandulf's ears hit his skull and he immediately was on absolutely guard. She slithered across the rock like a snake, with bette davis eyes, though they were more like large cartoonish strange eyes, and he was breaking out in a doggish cold sweat, because his mother had never prepared him for this.

As she slid all along him, brushing his chest and his shoulders, staring up at him with those strange, strange eyes. He was suddenly very much in a hurry.

But what was he to do. He put a smile on his scarred visage and slowly backed up and extricated himself from her and spoke, his voice as light as he could make it, with a serious edge. 

I could never sully such a fascinating woman as yourself with, with such crude advances. You deserve to be won and spoiled and songs written about you. Your eh beauty is incarnate.

He bowed his head and spoke softly. I'm just not good enough for you I'm afraid mam and my good conscious would never allow me to use you in such a way. So I must apologize, but I must go and quickly, before I sully such a pristine, elegant lady as yourself.

I'm cackling at Sandy......too much sir...too much... hahah