While passing the corridor, Luna dove her fingers to Elizabeth's arm.
"What is that?"
Ell asked, gazing further where the stairs were dragging closer along with their pace.
"Describe the prince's figure once more."
Ell darted her a glare, her sister was bothering herself. Affirmative, she was as vengeful as herself but apart from everything, Elizabeth had described him three times since the morning. She did not protest at all. Fixing the flounce of her collar, she cleared her throat. Wearing a shirt like this was unbearable, she needed a simple one for such exploration.
"He is slender but has muscles, he sounds strong and brisk. His eyes are gray as icy as his heart, they are sharp and his eyebrows are thick like daggers. His skin is pale, has a bluish shade and his full lips are dark red. There is no light glinting on his face except his meaningful glance.
