Sleeping Dragon Shackles around my wrists

She studied his features, noticing once more just how strange they were. She was not one to be fixated on beauty, she had been told she was beautiful but she cared little for her looks. Beauty fades with time but a good heart lasts for quite a while longer than good looks. 

Some may find such a hybrid repulsive but she found that he looked exotic. He wasn't attractive to her as the other males of Drageda were, not by far, but he wasn't that ugly either. 

"You're not ugly. Just different," she responded thoughtfully. She could feel with different, many found her to be different.