Notes: Characters copyright Tamora Pierce. Set during Protector of the Small.
Lalasa hummed a happy, made-up tune around the handful of pins currently in her mouth. She expertly pinned up a portion of the dress that dragged unbecomingly on the ground.
"This is beautiful," a voice said above her.
Lalasa blushed and ducked her head. "Your majesty flatters me," she murmured.
"No. It's amazing. You're amazing…" Lalasa savored the rich, soothing voice as it trailed off. "Look at me," it commanded.
Slowly, she rose to her feet and looked into the stunning face of her monarch. Warm lips gently encompassed her for a few wonderful moments.
Lalasa blushed again and looked at the bottom of the dress. "That was… nice, your majesty."
"Please, call me Jonathon."