under the soft warmth of the midday sun, you waved goodbye to your previous customer with a smile. Despite a commoner, your business was well known and made a respectful amount of money, and you loved it. Then, once again, you saw a familiar boy with dirty blonde hair and a dark brown cape and hood enter the small place. It was the prince. This wasn’t his first time here, he actually came really often. This time, though, he looked tired and beaten. More than usual. He gave you a weak smile