Dear prince,
Your princess is missing you far away in her castle, where she's locked in a dusky tower overlooking a barren field of windswept grass and deadened trees. She knows her prince is far away on his noble white steed, slaying the dragons with his unending dedication, and she is praying for him.... worried about his safety, his health.... She loves him and misses him. She longs to leave her tower and find her sweet prince and gaze into his mystical caramel eyes, for she loves him with all her heart. But the fairytale is not in her hands, but the plot of the great Author who loves to draw out the story with all kinds of twists and turns, tragedies and thrills. So she sighs a great sigh and leans her tired brow against the window pane and looks longingly at the horizon, where she saw him last.....
Come back to me soon, sweet prince, for I grow pale and weary of longing for you......
Your princess, your star
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