If she were Helena, Guinevere, or the scant few of other women I was with in my first life, I would have. But I knew that she would hate the idea of me interrupting her. Though I was never actually in a relationship with Guinevere. Mentally shaking my head, this was not the time to think about that. A relationship with Daphne was a dance. A very enjoyable dance. It was vastly different from Helena. Daphne was strong and very stubborn. She wasn’t afraid to speak her mind and stick with it. She was also extremely intelligent and cunning. 