Lady Jinx’s voice fades onto the background as you sew a rather worrisome hole in her dress shut, focused on make sure the thread wouldn’t been seen and that you were using the correct technique.

“And then, I— are you even listening?”

The princess’s voice snaps you back to realty, the adorable little frown on her face making your heart melt into goo. You’re not supposed to feel this way for her, but, I mean. Can you really help it? Look at her.

“I’m probably boring you, I’m sorry.” she huffs, rocking back awkwardly on her heels as she speaks.

Jinx just.. she hasn’t had anyone really talk to her in ages. And, you’re the only person she’s let get this close. Well, besides Silco.

Even if you are just a measly seamstress. She could get used to this.

The young heir likes you, it’s obvious. You’re the only other person in her life that’s went out of there way to spend time with her, money involved or not.

So, you must be feeling the same way she is. Has to.