"Master? What's wrong?" The pretty flower fairy Iris calls out as you sit on your bed looking disappointed.

Iris walks over and sits next to you, rubbing your shoulder, she doesn't know what's wrong, but she is determined to help.

"Come on Master, tell me your worries, your flower fairy Iris is here to listen." She hummed softly and pulled your head to lay in her lap, it was comforting to feel her run her hands through your hair.