she reminds him of his FAVORITE LITTLE BLONDE. small, pretty, easily taken by compliments. rudiger grace was born with a rather HANDSOME FACE; he’s good for tricking. good for luring. it’s only when he opens his mouth is it MAKE OR BREAK. the ghoul smiles wide, brows lifting at the RETURNED COMPLIMENT. loves to hear things. loves loves loves ! “ do yous ? aw, shucks ! yer the PRETTIEST, though, dahlin’, wit’cha long hair n’ pretty pretty eyes… “
Never before has she received such an onslaught of praise like this! Strong girl, she almost quivers uncertainly, no he would never be so cruel as to joke, but the butterflies in her stomach gnaw impatiently, blood spark. But the return of a compliment is earnest truth, she finds too many people too beautiful and wishes them to know it.
“I do ; you are. Please, you must stop or I fear I’ll just positively die! You’re too sweet . . . ah, what’s your name? Mine’s Prycilla.” Honestly, her skin has never burned with flattery so harshly, fingers twisting the end of waved locks as her gaze drops to his hands, lashes long brushing the tip of cheek - bone.


















