"Is it done?" Riley asked with a happy little giggle.
"Just about it, hold still a bit more if you wouldn't mind, my lady." Maya requested, trying her best to get the highlights of the young princess's cheekbones just right. SHe could understand why she was twitchy though. Riley had been posing for nearly an hour. Maya finally looks up and smiles. She has always loved to paint but she most particularly loves to paint Riley, the princess that she has loved for longer or as long as she has been alive.
"Now I think that I have gotten it." she says and Riley jumps up and runs across the room, throwing her arms around the blonde's shoulders.
"That's fantastic! It looks just like me! You're incredible." Riley jumps up and down like a little girl.
"You have to be the strangest princess that I have ever met." Maya laughs, glad that she had done well enough to please Riley.
"I'm the only princess that you have ever met." Riley points out, swooping down to kiss Maya's cheeks.
"My lady, you have to stop doing that. You are going to give you people the wrong idea about us. I am but a commoner." Maya protests the action, her face going red.
"Not to me. You have been my most faithful companion since we were but little girls with scraped knees and bruised elbows. We were too young to have ever noticed that we were any different. I wish that things had never had to have changed." Riley says mournfully.
"We aren't little girls anymore and how I might feel has none at all to do with it." Maya sits, her paintbrush still in hand and looks at her feet.
"Everything might change around us, but how I feel about you is as immovable as the mountains." Riley insists.
"But my station is yet the same." Maya reminds her.
"And I don't care!" Riley shouts, stomping the floor.
"But your parents." Maya adds.
"They love you and you know it." Riley dismisses it.
"But I'm poor, Riley. The court would never allow it."
"I don't care about how much money you have, my love, I don't care about what anyone else things, and I don't care about your many many buts. All that I care about si how we feel about one another. Tell me that you don't love me as I love you and I will drop the subject for all time." Riley offers, crumpling her dress to kneel beside of Maya's stool and look into her eyes.
"You know that I could never bring myself to say that." Maya murmurs in reply.
"And that is exactly what I am always going to be counting on." Riley smiles before leaning in for the kiss.
