473. Squiggly Lines

Mauve moved her eyes across the paper as she looked at Louis' work of art. It was so unbelievable she didn't know how to react.

Aside from the castle and fountain, he had also drawn trees. They were squiggly lines with squiggly branches. It was so astonishing, she could even make a joke about it.

For the path, he drew curved parallel lines and dots in the middle. For the bush, long strokes and she assumed the short strokes were the lawn.

It was hard to look at, not to mention exceedingly chaotic. The drawing was so bad, it looked like he had closed his eyes throughout.

"What do you think?" He asked.

Mauve blinked and forced herself to look away from the paper. She couldn't believe he had proudly talked about this, it was so bad she felt sorry for him.

She turned to look at Mil and there was no expression on her face. She just blankly stared at the paper.

"This is what you intend to give to Danag?" She asked, watching his expression.