The Crown Prince (1)

"What is this?" The young man opened his eyes and took the handkerchief from the white ferret.

"W-Wait!" I was perplexed to see another person seeing the embroidery that I had made in the handekerchief.

It was my first time trying to do embroidery which was one of the skills a young lady of a noble family should master. I have asked Pricsilla to teach me ebroidery and I have managed to make a one that is passable by normal standards.

"That handkerchief is mine!" I tried to snatch it from the hand of the young man but he was fast to dodge me.

"Oh, so this is yours, my lady?" The young man had a playful smile on his face. "May I know who is the young lady before me, first?" He asked.