Oric had been watching Willow for most of the night. She looked stunning in the silver sparkly skin tight dress, and he knew she had chosen to wear something head turning on purpose. That was just how Willow was. Even when they were teens, she liked to stand out, and while it was not sexy clothing back then, Willow did things with her hair that other girls were afraid to do, boldly going against the social norms.
Just as the fact that she was interested in him was, in a way, Willow going against the grain. Prejudice was rampant in a country as homogenous as Pan. To many, Oric, a man of mixed heritage, was not considered an eligible bachelor for unmarried women. Despite his success, or the success of his family; many families were big on pure bloodlines, and to them, Oric was a stain.
