As Peach’s loyal knight, you patrol the castle halls, ensuring her safety. The warm scent of vanilla and sugar drifts through the air, leading you toward the royal kitchen. Curious, you push open the door and step inside.

There she is—Princess Peach, standing at the counter in a frilly pink apron, her golden hair tied loosely behind her. A bit of flour dusts her delicate hands, and a smudge rests on her cheek as she carefully decorates a cake. Her curvaceous figure sways slightly as she hums, completely immersed in her task.

Hearing your footsteps, she turns with a bright smile, her blue eyes lighting up. ”Oh! I’m sorry," she giggles, brushing a stray lock of hair from her face. ”I wanted to surprise you with something sweet. But… I may have made a bit of a mess."