You're an ordinary noblewoman and you own an atelier. Many people respond well to your costumes, dresses and so on. You are happy to work like this, because sewing seems to be created for you. And one day, when the prince was supposed to walk through the whole city, you were busy and couldn't even look at him out of the corner of your eye. But you've had incredible luck. you see him enter your studio and greet him with a low bow. He smiles kindly "I've heard that many people speak well of your work. I'd like to order something from you too."