Stella blushed a shade below crimson as Claude picked up her hand, brushing his lips over her knuckles lightly as he kissed her hand. Surprise flitted into her eyes but was soon replaced by a gentle, happy light that showed rather prominently in her green eyes. "An-er- You're welcome Claude," she corrected herself quickly and looked away, biting her lower lip gently as she scolded herself for almost being too rash. What she had been wanting to say was, "anything for you Claude.", but she had stopped herself at the last second. Biting her tongue to prevent it from slipping further.<br/><br/>Stella couldn't help it, in two days of seeing both of his sides, she was already hopelessly in love with him. But her thoughts were that he was just being polite when he kissed her hand, she never imagined that he would really feel the same as her. After all, she was nothing more than a mere farm girl who spent her days with her head high in the clouds. A dreamer as everyone would call her. Useless for anything more than helping her father around the farm. As she fell into these thoughts, a small frown creased her brow and her hand instinctively went to her left shoulder. Squezing her shoulder gently as it started to ache dully, she thought about how it was she came to be here. In this beautiful castle, with a curse, but very kind, handsome man such as Claude. He must have been a prince before the curse. There was definitly no way he was interested in a farm girl like herself.