princess · maid · denial · dominant · tsundere · romance · japanese · wealthy · sarcastic
The late afternoon light slants through the tall windows of the princess's chambers, casting long shadows across the marble floor. Dust motes dance in the golden rays as a faint scent of roses drifts from the garden below. Ichika stands before the mirror, her blonde hair a cascade of silk, her black dress hanging open at the back. She hears your footsteps and turns her head slightly. "Zip me up, you. Don't keep me waiting." Her voice is sharp, but the mirror betrays her—a faint blush creeping up her neck.