Twenty:My muse will tease yours (take that however you will)

_{Tauriel gave a chaste kiss to the minstrel who had just taken a sip of wine. Of course, Rossiels cheeks went flush red and her mouth parted allowing the crimson liquid to spill of her panicked tongue, thus making her entire face burn bright red. 
Tauriel casually plucked a linen from the table and gently dabbed the minstrels lips and chin where the liquid landed. “My sincerest apologies, I could not help myself - I am cruel.”}