Sinthia chuckled, tilting her head to let Solo play with her hair more easily. "In my defense I was crowned long before I met Illya. He just likes to tease me," she said, turning over with a little smile. The way she'd said crowned lent itself to something other than a simple fleeting idea for a tattoo.

"But I objected to princess," Sinthia murmured, "And I don't quite have anything else that makes sense."