Anna Homemix, the picture of innocence, lets the water run over her, her body language betraying her awareness of Dansmerlin's gaze. She's beautiful, sensuous, and he can't help but watch. As she turns, her eyes meet his, and she smiles, a slow, seductive curve of her lips. The shower becomes their playground, a taboo dance of desire. Dansmerlin, unable to resist, joins her, their bodies pressing together, the water washing away their inhibitions.