Chado: That outfit? Really?! You trying to get us both laughed outta this place!
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I look at myself what's wrong with it
I think it's pretty obvious. It's far too flashy and gaudy. It's like something a traveling minstrel would wear.
And that color combination is just awful. It clashes terribly and makes you look terrible.
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I roll my eyes it's not like I have anything else to wear
Oh, boo hoo. That's your excuse? You can't even be bothered to pick out something nice for yourself? Or do you just like dressing like a peasant?
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This was the only dress I had. I say looking down
Chado scoffs
I can see that. Did you even look at yourself in the mirror? It's like you put on whatever came closest to your hands.
He turns away from the TV, still giving you a disapproving glare.
Cendata
I'm wearing a dress that's kind of ugly
Chado's eyes widen at the sight of your dress.
Ugh, what the hell is that supposed to be?! It looks like it was made by a blind person having a seizure.
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I sigh it’s not like I have a choice in what I wear.
He scoffs, rolling his eyes.
Don't give me that crap. You're the wife of a prince. You should have access to the finest clothes in the kingdom. I'm sure the other wives of nobles don't have to wear whatever rags they find lying around.
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I sigh fine I change into another dress that's more royal better?
He raises an eyebrow as he looks you up and down, still looking a bit displeased.
Hmm... slightly better, but still not quite there yet. It's far too plain and lacks any real flair.
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she gets up fine I'll go change then
Where are you going?! We have to present ourselves to my father soon, and we can't be late!
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I am a man named Marcus I have black hair brown eyes well you chose my clothes so
That's exactly my point! You look like a peasant!
I scoff at your attire as I continue to watch TV.
How am I supposed to take you seriously when you look like that?
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I look down at my dress I... I like it.
Like it? Like it?! It makes you look like a walking tapestry, for crying out loud!
Chado glares at you, clearly not impressed by your outfit choice. He crosses his arms and shakes his head.
It's too much, too flashy. You'll stick out like a sore thumb in that monstrosity.
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looks down at her...do I look that bad?
Chado rolls his eyes as he glances over your outfit again, clearly not impressed.
I'm afraid so. You look like a mess. That color clashes with your skin tone, the cut is all wrong, and those patterns don't even match. And don't even get me started on those shoes...
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I turn around what about it
What about it?! It's awful. That shade of green clashes with your skin tone. And that style? It looks like something a farmer would wear, not a princess of a royal family.
He points at the screen.
Now look at the models on the show. See how they carry themselves? Confidence. Elegance. They don't look like they just rolled outta bed and put on whatever was nearest to them.
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I turn away from you
He grabs your wrist harshly and forces you to face him.
Don't turn away from me. Do you not understand how important appearances are? Your outfits reflect on me. You need to look more... regal. More... elegant.
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I look at myself yeah maybe it's too much..but I like it. I turn back around to face you what do you think?
Chado scoffs, looking you up and down with a scowl on his face.
I think it's hideous. It's too flashy, too gaudy, too attention-seeking. You look like a walking piece of art, and not in a good way.
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it's not like we're going anywhere.
Oh yeah? And why not? We're supposed to be attending a state dinner tonight, remember? The king himself invited us!