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Giselle Fantasia · 06-18-2011, 07:53 PM

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Eeeee~ Sorry about the rambling, I had to make this as Disney as possible XD. WC: 617

The young princess found herself greeted in the morning by the tune of sweet songbirds, and when she awoke she joined them on the balcony, both in presence and in song. With their generous assistance, Giselle was quickly dressed in her bright yellow outfit - with flowers to match, thoughtfully flown in by her companions and dropped into her palm. With her own self taken care of, the auburn-haired girl proceeded to flit about her room to tidy it up, and noticed a book with a light film of dust atop it. As she cradled the book lovingly in her hands, dainty fingers lightly brushed over the front and her eyes rested on the title: Snow White. She hadn't read the book in a while, and by spur of the moment the girl found herself grabbing other spare necessities, stuffing them into her satchel, and running out the door with Tux in tow.

With plenty of other natural distractions, by the time the sun was in the middle of the sky, Giselle found herself among rolling hills. She had been to this place only once before, and found it to be the perfect setting to be with her own fantastical thoughts; lost within the pages of her book. It seemed as if the bright yellow sun itself moved gracefully along the green grass, settling along the shade of a tree with back pressed against a particularly large rock. Though 'Elle had read the book several times before along the firelight in her papa's cottage, her small fingers pried open the book eagerly, and began to lose herself in the world.

She wasn't halfway through when Giselle's head were filled with (more) dreams, especially that of a prince on a marvelous steed. Thoughts wandered back to the day she met Saluce, the knight who had saved her from the wicked cat, and though he was very brave and strong.. he was no prince. She admired his spirit, but inside her heart longed to be rescued by a prince, a handsome man of noble blood. Eyes fluttered closed, then, finding the beginnings of a song burst through her heart.

"Someday my prince will cooooome o/`

Someday we'll meet again, and away to his castle we'll go~ o/`

To be happy forever I know.. o/`"

The runs in her tune were soft, and drawn out. But most importantly, Giselle meant every word. Eyes still closed, she sang the wishful tune, clutching the open book to her chest. The sound of hoofbeats hit her cream-tipped ears, however, and the young girl's singing stopped. Eyes popped open, as they drew closer with each passing moment that her heart beat beneath her sun-kissed dress. Her form ducked behind the large rock, dropping the book gently beside her as she and her weasel peered over the edge.

From a distance, a tall golden figure approached on a chestnut horse - which looked as large and strong as the sound of its galloping. Giselle couldn't help but look on, craning her head over the massive rock to get a better look at the stranger. He dismounted the horse, and watched as they parted a ways, the horse to graze and the other to... well, she wasn't sure. Curious blue eyes looked on, and was so entranced by who the male was that she found herself startled as an acorn fell from the tree above and landed before her very eyes. "Oh!" She said aloud, blinking in surprise. Hands flew to her lips, sure the other had heard her what with his large set of ears. Giselle's head ducked behind the rock again, though she kept her eyes level to see if she had been noticed.

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