Jessamine
I bite my bottom lip, my clenched fist hesitating in front of the door. This is stupid. This is so stupid. Goddess, why do I have to do this?
Blowing out a heavy breath, I knock twice. The doorknob twists and a small, cute face peeks out, staring at me for a few seconds before focusing.
The child blinks and pulls the door open wider as she runs out, almost toppling into me. "Y-your Highness." Her head lowers in what looks to be a bow, but she's a child and it just looks funny. Her soft brown locks tumble down, brushing against my skirts. "What...brings you here? Might you be ill?"
I laugh nervously, looking left and right on the corridor as I lean over to tickle the back of her ear. When she's giggling, I ask, "A fever. Is your father in?"
She bobs her head enthusiastically,
