Veronica's eyes sparkled as she tied her hair up with the ribbon. "Thank you! It's beautiful. How do I look?"
"You…" Rukelion began. Honestly, she looked like an angel even more than usual since her entire countenance glowed with joy. "You look nice."
Nice? Nice wasn't even close to being an accurate descriptor! Why couldn't he ever say what was actually on his mind? She didn't even seem to know how beautiful she was considering her confusion about all the male attention she got whenever they went to town.
The marriage proposals hadn't stopped even with him accompanying her every time. He supposed it was because he was still so short and unthreatening. If he was older, they wouldn't have this problem.
