"Tch."

Earned? Her very existence was something to be admired. Her beauty, her loveliness, that was something to be admired. She was like a work of fine art, wasn't she?

It was proof that she'd never be marred, to be admired.

"Well, I suppose you'll just have to learn," replied Elizstrazia, entirely ignoring the comment about 'funny business' from one of the maids in preference of addressing the assertion that she'd have to earn her admiration, "Anyway, I guess I'll follow you if I mu-"

Smaller.

'Smaller than I imagined'.

All other thoughts in Elizstrazia's mind, for a moment, ceased, as she grasped that phrase and analyzed it over and over again in her mind.

'[i]Smaller than I imagined[/i]'

"I'm [i]not short[/i]," the girl the size of a child snapped, stepping forward, "I'm... I'm-I'm beautiful! I'm a beautiful, admirable scale demon, utterly gorgeous and impossible to ignore and I'm not short or small or anything like that, got it?! If... if I were then..."

She trailed off for a moment, her tail rapidly swishing back and forth with irritation, her hands curled into fists at her sides. The sheer indignation in her expression, her tone of voice, was practically making the air vibrate around her. How dare [i]anyone[/i] call her small? How could anyone see her and think something like that? She definitely wasn't! She totally wasn't! Just because she had to look up at almost anyone here and damn it why did they have to be so tall why didn't-

The point was that it was wrong to say that!

"... I'm not! That's it! Got it!?"

In some people the desire to ignore reality really was quite strong.

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