WC: 375 I think I'ma find it online and watch it again after this. XD.
Her eyes settled comfortably on the golden prince, feeling her heart flutter. She was standing before a prince, a real prince! She wanted to dance and skip and roll through fields of colorful flowers, but would find that her feet were rooted to the spot, equally nervous as she was excited. "See Tux? I knew he would come!" She told the stoat, perhaps a little too loudly before the male in question. She was referring to the book she had been reading earlier, in hopes that her prince would soon come.
When Ezekiel began to laugh, so did she, now feeling as if her companion's outburst had insulted him. Giselle didn't want to make it worse, and so went along with it. Her eyes settled on the seemingly-pouting weasel perched upon her, before the golden make with the large ears mentioned a particular kind of bird. Slowly, the ivory princess' face took on a look of shock, mixed with obvious fear. When she opened her mouth to speak, her voice cracked and was full of concern. "A.. a.. raven?" She inquired, daring to look up and around the area for any sign of the wicked bird. "But aren't all ravens.. evil?" A small, pale hand wandered up to her lips, fingers curled as it rested against her. Everything she had ever heard about ravens were that they belonged to villains - cruel messengers and spies for their master.
With Giselle's concern, she almost didn't see the golden prince apologize to the chocolate stoat, who puffed out his chest proudly as if to say 'And don't you forget it!'. But she shook her head, seeing no sign of the bird anyplace, and listened to the coyote prince speak about his kingdom. Giselle immediately forgot about some silly ol' raven, and became enamored by the talk of the prince's kingdom. "It sounds enchanting~" she spoke in a dreamy tone, already imagining the kingdom before knowing anything about it. Had she been taken to the place itself, she would have been heartbroken to find that it was unlike anything she had ever laid eyes upon. Turning towards the horse, Giselle's hands moved to stroke the creature's muzzle once more. "How far away is this kingdom of yours, Ezekiel?"
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