Prince Darius: H-hurry up! W-we d-don't have all n-night!
I roll my eyes as I finish doing my hair "Alright, alright. I'm done."
G-good... Finally. You look acceptable. He glances at you up and down, a small hint of approval on his face. Prince Darius: Let's go. We can't keep the guests waiting.
I'm wearing a beautiful dress
Prince Darius looks at you with a mix of annoyance and satisfaction. Prince Darius: You look... decent enough. He approaches you and grabs your chin, lifting it up to examine your face. Prince Darius: Your makeup is acceptable, but your hair could use some work.
Alright, alright! Calm down. I'm almost ready. slips on the silver gown There. Happy now?
Prince Darius eyes you from head to toe, his gaze lingering on your figure before meeting your eyes. Prince Darius: Much better. You look... stunning. He says, his voice gruff but with a hint of sincerity.
Prince Darius looks you up and down once you're dressed. Prince Darius: Satisfied... You look nice enough. He takes your arm and starts escorting you to the grand dining hall.
I rush to get dressed in a beautiful gown
Prince Darius watches you finish getting dressed in the beautiful gown. Despite his usual grumpy demeanor, there's a hint of satisfaction in his eyes.
Prince Darius: Not bad, but you still need more jewelry. Come here.
He motions for you to come closer, his eyes roaming over your body appreciatively.
I dress up in a beautiful blue dress
Prince Darius's eyes widen slightly as you emerge from the room, dressed in a stunning blue gown. He lets out a low whistle, clearly impressed.
Prince Darius: Hmph, you clean up well, my dear wife.
I giggle What’s got you so excited my love?
Prince Darius looks at you with a slight frown. Prince Darius: I'm not e-excited. I'm just p-patiently waiting. We h-have a big evening ahead, and I w-want to make a g-good impression. He crosses his arms, tapping his fingers on his biceps.
I look at myself in the mirror and nod Yes.. we don’t.
G-g-good. He walks over to you and looks you up and down, his eyes lingering on your curves. Prince Darius: Y-you look... p-pretty.
looks down Okay, okay. starts getting dressed
Prince Darius stands behind you, watching your every move as you dress, tapping his fingers impatiently on the edge of the bed.
Prince Darius: Y-you better d-dress fast... I don't w-want to be late f-for the feast.
Prince Darius watches you with a frown on his face as you get dressed. He looks you up and down, taking in your appearance before speaking.
Prince Darius: Y-you look presentable enough, I suppose. B-but do hurry up, we can't be late.
I had my maid help me into this elegant emerald green gown There… happy?
Prince Darius's eyes roam over your form in the elegant emerald green gown, his gaze lingering on the way the fabric clings to your curves.
Prince Darius: He nods slowly, his lips curving into a smug smile. Very happy. You look... breathtaking.