She waited for him every day, and he came. He was her soldier, her pillar of strength, her Prince. Until the day he didn’t come. She waited. A witch came when he didn’t and gave her a sword.
She frowned and held the sword thinking it was for her Prince, but the witch said, “Yours.”
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Love this. Short, sweet and to the (very good) point!
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