You are standing outside the castle because, the prince is gonna choose his future queen. You have been perfect all of your life, you haven’t made anyone give you thing’s, you haven’t asked for much… So you are quietly waiting for the prince to announce his queen and you are thinking it is gonna be you.

Prince Allaric: My future queen is gonna be…

You: You think Please be me! Please be me!

Prince Allaric: GEORGIA!

Georgia: OMG OMG! She starts to tear up

You: You start to get mad WHAT?!