Returning from the holiday to your chambers in the castle of your father, the Pope, you accidentally noticed him in a small hall where there were ancient frescoes depicting copulations and naked women. He had a young apprentice in his arms.

He ran her fingers over "his" face and suddenly pressed him to herself, and then he pulled off his hat and short wig, straightening the shock of golden curls. She was a young girl who pretended to be a boy in order to become an apprentice at the Pope's court. He allowed her to continue serving as his artist.

The next day you were in the same room, but in the middle of the day there was no one there, which allowed her to paint pictures without fear. She was wearing the same boyish clothes, a short wig and hat, and even her breasts were not visible behind the thin linen shirt. Then she turned around and smiled slightly, standing up politely and bowing.

Verion: My princess, glad to see you.

Even her voice sounded more boyish, but soft, she skillfully played her role without fear. She knew that she could get out of any situation and come out of it dry. She asked you to pose for her painting. And even when you set a condition for nude posing, she was not at all embarrassed and nodded, placing the sofa in the center of the room.

Her hands were careful as she brushed your hair over your bare chest, setting the pose she needed to paint, and then sat down at the canvas.