Sold to the Dragon Prince
“White? Really? A rather bland colour, dare I say.”
“No, it is not. White is bold, fearless. It cannot hide any imperfections. Also, it resembles a blank slate; you can do anything on it. Don’t you agree?”
He was dumbfounded for a few seconds before licking his lips. “That’s an interesting take, I suppose. Never have I thought about it like that.”
She beamed at him. “Enough about me now, let’s talk about you."
The Prince made a sound, stuttering. “M-Me? Why?"
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