Lost to Time
Still, I would describe the Princess's beauty as very cold with sharp, angular features covered with porcelain white skin.
If she wasn't breathing, I would mistake her for a statue.
Following Adrexa's lead, we immediately perform our cursory bows. When the Princess sees me, she directly brings an embroidered silk kerchief to her face. The expression on her face is pure disdain. "When's the last time you have bathed, Cook?" Polyxena demands. I turn cherry-red, knowing I am as unkempt and dirty as I feel.
Ignoring his wife's rudeness, Braxius observes me and asks, "Did you make this meal?"
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