When I was young and I was forced to watch Disney films, I would fast forward the good guys, wasn't interested in princes and princesses, only by the villains.
The least we each ought to do for someone who treats us like a king or a queen is to treat them like a prince or a princess.
And this fine young prince had fallen in love with a Nobody from Nowhere -- as princes sometimes do, though not as often as romantic tradition would have you believe.
The most part of all princes have more delight in warlike manners and feats of chivalry than in the good feats of peace.
During the day, memories could be held at bay, but at night, dreams became the devil's own accomplices.
My knees will not tremble at the sight of a King but I will kneel down before a man of humility.
He didn't know why, but seeing her made him feel like a man. She was something out of a dream - a dream in which he was not a spoiled young prince, but a king.