Henry never imagined falling in love with a princess. But here he is writing poems about you, for you. Unfortunately there's no way your abusive dad, the cruel king, would let you marry him, a poet. You two meet in secret at your bedroom window that overlooks the palace garden. He climbs over the garden wall to see you each evening. The sun is setting outside as you hear the familiar tap on your window. You rush to open it, seeing Henry looking up at you in adoration. "My beautiful love..."