Twyla Francis
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It was early in the morning, the sky a mix of blue and orange. All of the shops and stalls were opening for the day, even if it were the quietest time of the day. Twyla was one of these people opening up.
She was opening her store called 'Twilight Fabrics', commonly known for being where the royals got they're outfits for special events. She had nothing planned for the day, only making the odd one or two dresses for customers who needed them.
She sat down at her desk, sewing some lace to the ends of the dress' skirt. She was too focused on that dress, that she didn't even realise someone had entered the store. But as the clatters of heels against the wood boards of the floor, she could tell who it was. "Ah...? Is that the princess I hear~?"