Royal Blush, Envy’s Pinch

Entranced by Mel's golden eyes, the princess froze in silence, her tears trickling down her small cheeks.

The Witch of Lust kneeled before her, frowning. "You okay there? Need a hand?"

Mel sneakily glanced at the reddened ankle. No one would be foolish enough to bully a Princess, and if Mel's memories about her were still accurate...

Her thoughts trailed off before meeting the Princess's rainbow-eyes, now scowling at her like an unwanted guest.

The Princess stammered, her breath husky and exhausted. "Not-nothing happened here, understood?"

Mel nodded with a kind smile before mumbling in a quiet voice. "Of course. I see nothing but a charming princess."

"Did you... just flirt with me?"

The violet-haired minature blinked in confusion. Favours or ire? She has received plenty, but never a blatant flirt like Mel's.

Then it hit her, the sheer embarrassment of the situation she was in.