Guinevere met his bow with a dip of her own head as well, the veil of her henin falling over her face. She gave a little snort and tossed her head, fixing the veil and giving a sheepish smile up to the Prince.
She felt her heart twittering as he mentioned finding a one true love and a happily ever after. It was like her mother always told her! Could it really be her lucky day? She knew one day her prince would come, but she deep down never really expected it to be quite so.... literal.
A Prince... here... on a quest for love!
"And, pray-tell, have you found it?" she asked, rolling her stumpy usdia shoulders in a futile attempt to look coy.
`Swirly
