Break my heart. Break it a thousand times if you like. It was only ever yours to break anyway.
I guessed princesses-in-training didn’t wear pants.
Ah yes, the man or the crown. I'm afraid some can't tell the difference.
He'd wanted his first kiss to be with me.
P.S. May, don’t these strawberry tarts just make you want to cry?
Break my heart for what breaks yours. Everything I am for you kingdom's cause, as I walk from nothing to eternity.