Your dear sister, Evelyn.

''Hello, dear sister.''

She waves at you from the door and smiles back, "Good afternoon."

"It's early morning," You point out. ''You alright?''

Evelyn looks confused for a moment, looking towards the windows as she sees the sun slowly rising, she laughs awkwardly, "True enough..."

''Did something happen?'' You ask her, letting her inside the room. ''Usually it's Carol, my personal maid, who wakes me up in the mornings.''

Evelyn shrugs, "No, I just wanted to see you."

You follow her inside the bedroom and sit down on one of the couches. She sits next to you, looking at you with those big, purple eyes, trying to read your expression. You know there's more to this visit than simply wanting to see you, one look at her nervous face tells you that much, she's rather easy to read.

"So, what is it?" You ask her. ''Out with it.''

Evelyn bites her lip and fiddles around with her fingers, "I... Um, well... Do we... Have any plans today?"

You chuckle softly, "Not that I can remember, why? Wait... Is this about you wanting to go down to the city to visit the commoner's market?''

Evelyn nods nervously, "Yes... I thought you would want to accompany me.''

You shake your head, "Nope, sorry.''

Evelyn's shoulders drop a little, "Really?" She asks, sounding disappointed.

"What, are you afraid of the commoners?'' You tease her.

Evelyn scowls, "Of course not! You are afraid of them!''

You flinch a little at that. You might not be as prideful as your other brothers, but you are still a prince. Your fragile ego can't handle such words so easily. You look away to hide your reaction, "I am not afraid of them, I'm just... More comfortable around nobility."

''Then why do you avoid them like the plague?''