Daughter of Snow
Skin as white as snow. Lips as red as forbidden fruit. Hair dark as a raven's feather...
Ayren pulled her away, gasping, "You're the most beautiful girl I've ever seen," he said, eyes open wide, surveying her in wonder. Snowflakes dotted his eyelashes and the rim of his hood.
"I'm the only girl you've ever seen!" Beatrice laughed, all thoughts of her cold toes forgotten.
"Not true. I went twice those times with Father to market," he replied, thinking a bit, "And I saw lots of girls." He pulled Beatrice close again and she giggled as they almost lost their balance.