That night, Velra sat beside Jinn on the same moonlit balcony.
"You're weird," she said.
"I get that a lot," he replied.
"You make things... less boring."
Jinn jiggled shyly. "You're not like I expected a demon princess to be."
She looked up at the moon. "Being royal means everyone fears you. It's lonely."
Silence stretched. Jinn finally said, "Well, I don't fear you. I respect your ability to throw fruit with deadly accuracy though."
Velra smiled.