That smile is one that Brienne would recognize anywhere. It kindles her own to an even brighter shine. Her arms are open and ready to catch the bundle of energy in a dress. The sway of her own garments swish with the movement and Frea is scooped up for a whole turn. Thankfully the grand venue has the room!

Why she still gets pink in the cheeks is anyone's guess because the compliments have been so genuine and frequent. Brienne dips her head before taking another admiring look at Frea.

"And to say you are anything less than beautiful would be a lie," because her own beauty is undeniable. Who cares that they don't have masks or brilliant disguises.