"I think you should spare the poor girl, fairy godmother." Roman finally said after a couple of hours of Lillian continually complimenting Fawn.
"But she is really beautiful. Look at the colour of her hair and her eyes an-"
"Please stop. I am begging you." Fawn said, putting her hands together as Lillian finally decided to stop.
"Ok. Ok. I am stopping." She chuckled. "But do you not get enough compliments?"
"I have gotten a lot, growing up." She said, fiddling with her dress. "That is why I am very ... shy about these things. But ... I don't like my face."
"Why not? Do you know how many people would kill to have your face?" Lillian asked gasping.
"Many people tell me that." She said with a soft smile on her face. "I am sure it would have been helpful if I was a noble man's daughter.
"But all I ever wanted was to be a knight and this face has made it very hard for me to be, promoted to a knight."
"What do you mean?"
