POV: Lucas Khisfire
This is the day, I've been dreading for a long time now. Having to chase off all of those women was work enough but now I'll have to forced to pick one of the suitors to be my bride. This could not go any worst than it is...
As I was ranting silently in the mirror, I can hear some footsteps coming from outside of the dressing room. I turned around to see Ying the elf girl behind the door. She's not really that hard to miss when she wears a literal red mushroom cap on.
"Hey hey hey!" The door suddenly opens to my elf friend with the mushroom cap. "How's my cold and arrogant prince going?" She jokingly chuckled as she entered.
"How is miss shortie going? Still need to brew a potion to grow as tall as me huh?" I smirked, making her punch me softly in the shoulder.
