Surrounded by about a dozen of elven women, Moriyana and the rest of her party were for once, tired of being complimented while being forcefully dolled up in all kinds of elven attires and jewelry. Had it not been to gain their trust in them, Moriyana would've simply taken off the lustrous earring and clothes before throwing it all out the treehouse window.
'What the hell is happening? I didn't expect them to be clingy!' Getting dressed by the elves in a white dress with artist's floral patterns of green, Margarette felt crushed under the weight of the fifth heavy dress she was being forced to wear.
"Ahhh…You look so pretty!"
"I didn't know human women were so beautiful!"
"Now I wanna go out into human cities!"