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The first time Miette meets Vexx, they’re sneaking around in the palace corridors where they’re not supposed to be, wearing a rather unprofessional outfit.
Running around, they giggle to themselves as they turn to an angle where their sister and a young, read-headed man are talking about the latter’s duties and chores. Miette stops abruptly at the sight, looking like a child being caught doing something bad, and Nerissa throws them this knowing look, deciding to ignore their sibling’s crazy little errands in the Palace. Regaining their composure, Miette walks slowly to them, curiously looking at who seems to be a new guard. Trying to hush down the excitement that had them running around in this quiet area just seconds ago.
Stopping to their sister’s level and half hiding behind her, they stare at him with intense eyes partly hidden by Nerissa’s shadow like the dark side of the moon. The man bows politely but none of them miss how his head tilts up with a budding smile and a mischievous glint in his eyes.
Nerissa turns to Miette.
“Miette, meet Vexx Serif. He just started as a royal guard and is supposed to look after us.” Then she cast them a pointed look with that face only Miette can read, concerned and motherly, like a silent beg for them to stay out of trouble. She continues, turning towards the new guard. “Serif, this my youngest sibling, Miette.”
The redhead’s smile widens in an expression Miette cannot read as he nods courtly. Miette returns the courteous greeting under Nerissa’s relieved gaze before turning around and slowly walking away in such a mannerly way that Vexx barely recognizes the person who had childishly stormed in in a fit of giggles a couple minutes earlier. Unfortunately for the royal family’s pride, Miette does not even wait to take the hallway’s corner before giving up on that courteous attitude of theirs and breaking into a run, not without a last glance towards them, sticking their tongue out to Vexx before scampering off.
The guard isn’t sure whether his eyes just pulled a trick on him or if he saw that right, but judging by the princess’ desperate features as she pinches the bridge of her nose, he did not imagine anything.
“Please excuse them...” The princess speaks with a tired voice.
Vexx chuckes.
“It’s fine”. He casts a last glance towards the empty hallway where the youngest royal sibling had been just a few seconds ago, his smile widening.