[color=8dc73f][h3][center]~Gwynn Foghlú~[/center][/h3][/color]

Gwynn rolled her eyes, sighing as the ice crystal suddenly poofed into smaller fragments of snow as Maoin went about the room. She took the decorative sheathe, frowning slightly at it. She wasn't really a fan of such...pompous looking things. Oh sure, it can look pretty all it wanted too but unless it did its job right she wasn't a fan for needless decoration. She could understand looking her best for the general populace if she was talking in front of a crowd or something, but otherwise?...bah. She'd let Maoin to what she pleased though, that is what she promised after all.

So she took the decorative dagger sheathe and strapped it to her side.

And then she saw the dress, and she visibly cringed.

[color=8dc73f]"I feel like I'm selling my soul to some devil if I'm going to be wearing that thing."[/color] She grumbled, though she didn't give any real complaints as she stood up off the bed. The blond walked over to the mirror where Maoin was preparing everything, and upon noticing the makeup and other accessories, grimaced once again. [color=8dc73f]"Ugh, is all of this even necessary, Maoin?"[/color] She asked, leaning on the chair. [color=8dc73f]"I'm pretty enough as it is, I'd rather not kill the guy with my looks before he even has a chance to get off a comment about it."[/color] She chuckled, giving Maoin a grin, before shaking her head with a sigh.

[color=8dc73f]"Well, get this over with I guess. Just...go easy on the makeup, alright? I don't want to spend an hour washing it off."[/color]

She really didn't sound excited about this.