GOOFBALLS

Angel was in an entirely different world much later, when Nadia walked up to her.

The older woman stood behind, and just watched her sew.

She could tell she was so deep in the creative process, nothing other than fabrics and colors mattered.

It was also pretty much easy to know when she was trying to create for a purpose.

The designers weren't as effortless as her usual creation, but more perfect in a professional way.

Nadia watched her for a few more minutes, before walking to the kitchen to make her a drink.

However, in the process of returning with the drink in hand, she spotted the princess coming into the room.

She stopped, and moved into a spot where she wouldn't be seen.

In that perfect position, she watched the princess walk up to Angel.

"Hey," the princess called, but Angel was too immersed in what she was doing to hear.

"Angel?" She touched her shoulders, and Angel jerked.