"I'll have to take your word for it. The closest thing I've ever been to Tuscany was supper at the Old Spaghetti Factory." She grinned, and then watched, quietly, with Brianna as the deer walked about, feeding. As for being gentle, well, she had the strength to squish wrought steel if she pressed too hard.

"Yeah, they are, and it is." Kayla smiled broadly at Brianna, while the deer slipped away into some undergrowth. "And we haven't even been dancing yet."