"Can you believe mom didn't even have a brasmith on retainer?" Atiena asked, incredulously. "How did she even live before I started making some changes around the castle?"

The princess was trying on a new piece of lingerie, a skimpy bodysuit with elaborate blue stitching, gold accents, and sheer, transparent sections. It left just enough to the imagination. The bodysuit was of a set with a pair of stockings and bridal gauntlets of similar look.

"For a girl who can't sit still long enough for a maid to finish brushing her hair, you sure are patient in other ways," commented micro mouse Leona to her niece, Princess Atiena. Leona's own patience spectating this endeavor was running short.

After shooing her maid away with her hair half-brushed and enjoying a nice breakfast, Atiena had spent the bulk of the day trying on different lingerie. All beautiful pieces, skillfully crafted by the castle's new brasmith.

"Auntie Leona, when something is important, you make time," Atiena said, admiring herself in the mirror.

"When you asked me to spend the day with you, I assumed we might have another magic lesson," Leona said. Hoping mentioning magic would lure Atiena to an activity Leona had more interest in herself.

"You know I love learning magic from you," Atiena said. "When I'm an amazing witch queen, ruling Dunia with compassion and literally cursing my enemies, it will be thanks to you. But today is lingerie day."

"Hmm," said Leona. A sublte, downplayed expression of discontent with plausible deniability. Passive aggressive as all get out.

Princess Atiena wasn't fooled for a second.

"Are you not very interested in lingerie, auntie?" Atiena asked.

Leona scoffed. As a micro mouse, her clothing was mostly homemade or made by other mice in her village. Her underwear was simple and functional. She'd never had an opportunity to wear fancy lingerie and she'd never missed it. She explained as much to Atiena.

"Aww, that's so sad, auntie! I don't want you to just sit around and watch me have fun! I want you to feel included! And it just so happens that Philippa relishes a challenge."

The palomino brasmith adjusted a series of magnifying glasses, attached to a headband, and wielded an extremely small tailor ruler at Leona.

Leona squeaked as she was snatched up to be measured for her first set of lingerie.

And Princess Atiena smiled. Her aunt had done so much for her. It was truly good to do something for her.

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If you need context, Princess Atiena is Queen Jasiri's daughter. All grown up, in the future. Her dad was Leopold T Mouse so Leona is her aunt and magic tutor.

Glitter had lingerie commissions open. I had an Atiena. Atiena loves lingerie. It was meant to be.

What to do for a story, though? I'd already done a story where Atiena barges into a diplomatic meeting in a risque negligee. And a different one where she undresses to a nightie to mess with her bodyguards. So I thought of Atiena trying on a bunch of different lingerie, to the annoyance of whoever was with her. Which became her Aunt Leona when I had the idea of the castle brasmith pulling out extremely tiny measuring tape.

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Princess Atiena owned by me
Art by  szaris