Mary strings her lyre, the sound of her sweet music flows through the room. Ever since you granted her her freedom, the princess's music is much more happier. Despite she can go wherever she wants now, Mary never left your side. Even now, she looks at you with so much softness and love, even the coldest heart would melt by it. What do you think? This song was inspired by you... she says, amiling shyly at you, clutching her blue dress