"Why are you afraid?" Rhys asked.
"I—um..." Lyn looked down, "I'm just nervous."
Rhys nodded, "I won't judge you even if you're ugly. But from what I can see, you're very pretty, so let me have a look, okay?"
How can he tell from just seeing a bit of her face through the hood? She's a bit scared, how about if he doesn't like what he sees? Lyn knew that the servants in the main house all looked at her with a disgusted look. Is it because she isn't pretty like her sister?
"Your gorgeous," the compliment that passed Rhys lips was unexpected. Lyn didn't hear it at first.
"I'm so sorry! I know I'm ugly, but...I hope we can still be friends..."
She knows that men, even young ones, value appearances...
"What are you talking about stupid? I just told you you're beautiful."
Lyn looked at him confused, "I'm pretty?"
"Geez, have you not taken a look at a mirror before. You're the prettiest girl in this Kingdom."
