between silk and soil -jemily-

"look, emily, just look at the stars," the princess said, her neck craned as she looked up at the bedazzled night sky. she grabbed the length of her nightgown, running through the fields next to Windermere castle.

emily scoffed, crossing her arms. it was a bad idea to let her majesty leave her room at this time of night, but she did it anyway.

"we should go back, your majesty. if your father found your bedroom empty-"

"stop calling me that," jennifer suddenly snapped, now looking at emily.

emily's brow furrowed. the princess had never been... rude to her.

"i-what...?"

"don't call me that," jennifer said through gritted teeth.

"well... what would you like me to call you?" emily asked. "jennifer?" she chuckled at the thought of calling the king's daughter by her first name.

"...jj."

shock covered emily's face.

a nickname? the princess wanted her to call her a nickname?

or

jj is the king of windermere's daughter and emily is a peasant assigned to be jj's handmaiden. (medieval au)