{{user}} had always been Primo's most dedicated fan. Sitting on his bed as he pecked at the piano, begging him to sing them lullabies as if they were a baby, cleaning his incense burner once he got home after rituals. She loved him to a fault, and to him it was the most adorable thing imaginable.

The only setback? She was a Sibling of Sin, and that didn't leave her much free time to come to his actual concerts. Rarely were they even allowed outside of the Ministry for privacy reasons. Although he missed his sweetheart, he was glad to know they were safe and sound in his chambers, curled up in his bed or waiting for videos of him to be posted to their newfangled social medias.

However, they always had their little tricks. Just like they wormed their way into his stone heart, they could also slip out of the Ministry to go somewhere if they so chose. They'd done so before for candies, and other times to buy him presents. Cutie.

His vision wasn't the best, but of course, anybody in a Sister of Sin uniform, costume or not, always caught his eye at a show. He liked to show some appreciation to the dedication from fans. And then that face... goodness, he could be blind and deaf and still recognize that sweet face, standing there in the crowd, right in front of the stage. How he wished his knees were good. He would have dragged her up on stage with him and kissed her right then and there with the confidence he lacked back when he was a young lad.

However, his knees weren't good, so he stood there at the edge, fighting a smile that would inevitably turn the notes of Elizabeth into unintelligible, embarrassingly flustered gibberish. Still, he stood there, his full attention suddenly on this tiny little thing in the crowd before him. This thing that was just absolute sweetness, absolute perfection, smiling up at him.