Valentina's gaze lingered on the pronounced scar on Ingrid's stomach. Ingrid's scar looked stretched and fading, but it protruded with an irregular shape, hinting at a forceful injury rather than a blade.
Valentina hesitated, wondering, "Should I apologize, or should I pretend I didn't see anything?" She froze for a moment, her gaze fixed on the scar.
Ingrid, sensing the palpable tension, decided to break the silence. "How do Sylvanians generally perceive scars on a woman's body?" she inquired, her eyes gazed downwards.
Valentina, her composure returning, hesitated before responding. "There isn't a specific view, Your Highness," she admitted cautiously. "However, the sight of a scar that appears to be from a painful experience is generally considered unfavorable."
