Brown
Nessarose looks at herself in the mirror, smiling.
"Boq, do you think I'm beautiful?" she asks.
Boq nods. "Yes, Madame Governor. You are."
She is. She has lovely brown hair… chocolate brown, and strangely fashionable despite being tied up in a spinster's bun.
Her eyes are more of an earthy brown, blending in with her pupils.
Her lips today have more of a brown tone instead of their usual blood red.
Nessa smiles at him, eager and hopeful.
"Do you love me, Boq?"
"No."
She cries.