The Garden Portrait

The spring garden of Eldenridge Palace buzzed with quiet activity as Lady Y/N sat gracefully by the spring, her lavender dress glowing in the sunlight. A famous artist, Monsieur Éloi, worked diligently at his easel, capturing her likeness for the royal family portrait collection.

Behind her, Prince Satoru Gojo lounged on the grass, his mischievous grin belying the mischief brewing in his mind. Bored, he began braiding Y/N’s hair, his nimble fingers weaving strands into a neat braid.

“Satoru, stop,” she whispered. “I’m supposed to stay still.”

“You’ll thank me when you see the painting,” he said smugly.

Monsieur Éloi huffed in exasperation but kept painting. By the time he was done, the braid had made its way into the portrait.

“Magnifique!” the artist declared.

Y/N glanced at the painting and sighed. The braid was perfect. “Fine,” she muttered, glancing back at Satoru. “You win this time.”

“Obviously,” Satoru replied with a wink.