with a little bit more character for show

At first, he's just a nameless face; like most heroes. Romilda thinks it's cute the way he blushes and stutters in company, the way he's never smiling without that red-headed prat and the bushy haired girl at his side.

(she should have heeded that warning; he doesn't need her company)

And then he starts dating her, and he becomes more flamboyant, more arrogant, more downright gorgeous, and yet Romilda still sees the messy haired crush he once was.Romilda's friends sigh as she drools over her breakfast plate, smiles gracing her face between whispered curses to blow that little whore up.

(it's part of the reason she's attracted to his new found pride: she suffers herself)

With intense dedication, Romilda begins stirring yet another love potion, its steaming curlicues nowhere near as heated as her fury.