Perhaps we can come here together someday. By the way, you're a month older than the last time I saw you. Are you still too young to marry.

Who judges the judge who judges wrong?

I loved fairy tales as a kid. I've always been drawn to fantasy. They're always exciting. There's never a dull moment. I just love the embellishments and the magical stuff. It's such fun to work with and to re-imagine your own way.

No, I won't marry you. I won't do it. No one can force me.

Daughter, we didn't need your note - or a prince's visit - to tell us you'd done nothing wrong. We know the daughter we raised. We fear for your future, but never for your character. You take our love and our trust wherever you wander. Father.

Step follows step, Hope follows Courage, Set your face towards danger, Set your heart on victory.

He put his hand on my waist, and my heart began to pound, a rougher rhythm than the music. I held my skirt. Our free hands met. His felt warm and comforting and unsettling and bewildering--all at once.