I'm not a princess, this ain't a fairy tale, I'm not the one you'll sweep off her feet, Lead her up the stairwell This ain't Hollywood, this is a small town, I was a dreamer before you went and let me down, Now it's too late for you and your white horse to come around
She could tell he wasn't adjusted to being complimented much, so she halted her praise for a brief moment, " Yes, Charming." she teased. Tossing her golden mane onto one side,"I've been good. And yes it's been a while." a gentle smile curled around her lips.
She couldn't help it, she had a major crush on the golden stallion. Although, it was still strange for her to see him with wings upon both sides. It would be easy for her to adjust to the small physical change bestowed upon him. "How have you been Magnus? Anything new?" she smiled kindly, glancing over the horizon where she could see the small peeks of a colt like silhouette slowly fading in the distance.
Turning her head towards the other direction, she found the sights of the mother tree, seeming to be reborn and fully recovered from the attack from the chambers. It was a beautiful sight that the Gates was recovering, without their queen there was something still missing. Although, she hadn't been able to meet their queen Fiasko, she was assured by the thought that she was highly valued in Heaven Gates society.
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