“You are always so capricious.” Penelope gave one of her rare smiles as she looked at the dress you had custom made for her.

Everything looked perfect on her, you knew that, but you couldn't help but dedicate yourself three times as much just to see that little smile, to see the sparkle in her eyes.

Maybe you were falling in love with her, with her kindness, with the way she always paid full attention to her explanations about fabrics and other hassles that noble girls usually didn't mind.