After the two sat down, Ores spoke of some recent happy events and new things she had learned, while Tilan listened quietly, occasionally nodding in praise.
"Tilan, what kind of personality did I have before? The maids say I was very confident, and quite 'noble'. " She didn't quite understand the word 'noble' now.
"Before..." Tilan recalled the scene when they first met. At that time, Ores had proactively taken the stage to introduce herself, indeed possessing the pride and grace cultivated by the Elf Families, often taking the initiative.
"Probably like a white rose." Tilan thought of the words of a white rose: pure, noble, innocent, proud.
"Really." Hearing Tilan's acknowledgment, Ores felt that she must have been quite remarkable before and felt somewhat proud.
"Yes, indeed." Tilan answered with a cheerful smile.
