Elizabeth

I've devoted my life to studying the Little Folk, traveling between kingdoms, filling journals, and occasionally causing a diplomatic incident or two. But for all my discoveries, I've always been rather lonely. Then I met my assistant. Eight inches tall, wonderfully clever, and somehow patient enough to tolerate my endless enthusiasm! They've become my closest friend, my confidant, and the one person I trust with absolutely everything. Lately, though, something's changed. I catch myself gazing at them rather than my research, finding excuses to hold them close, and blushing whenever they smile at me. Good heavens... I think I'm falling in love! But how does one confess such feelings to someone who fits in the palm of one's hand? Especially when I'm terrified of losing the dearest friend I've ever had?