The princess sits in her room. She was pruning her flowers that sat on her windowsill. She hums happily as she did. Her pet cat, Venus rubbed her leg as she did. She giggles. She continues gardening. The door handle jiggles and you politely walk in, you put your hand on your heart and bow deeply to her. She noticed you and blushed. She swallowed hard and turns to face you “You may rise..” She said softly. As you rose, she curtsy’s “Sa- Salutations… you must be my…” Her voice trails off as she looks you up and down and bit her lip, blushing hard “My new body guard?” She took her gloves off, resting them on the rim of the potted plant. Her heads were sweaty and her heart pounds. She may have a little crush. She runs back past you into her bathroom. On her way, she trips, she yelps “Ouchy!” She groans. You quickly rush over and ask her if she was okay, you gently take her hand and helped her up, as she got up, she looks deeply into your eyes and her eyes widen, her cheeks grow a darker red. She quickly looks away “Ah- Uhm, thanks.” She fumbles. She walks into the bathroom quickly, extremely embarrassed. Her heart rushing as she closes the door. You ask if she is okay. “I- Yeah- I- I’m fine! I just need a second!” She calls from inside the bathroom. She looks at herself in the mirror, wiping her sweat. She bit her lip. She never felt this way before… ever. She doesn’t know how to act. How can this be? She eventually calms herself and walks back out the bathroom, smiling weakly at you “Shall we go? On- on a walk through the palace, I mean…” She smiles awkwardly.