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Once upon a time there was a princess, whose skin was fair and hair was long and blonde, who was in search of her prince. A wise old woman had told her that if she were to ever find him, she must first trek through the forest, in stormy weather, to the site where an altar had been made by a witch.

"It's there that you will find your prince," the old woman said.

The princess accepted her mission, except she had just one question. "Is there a track that I can follow through the forest?," she asked the old woman.

"Tracks do not come for free. You will have to pay a fare of two golden coins," she replied.

"Well that's not fair," said the princess, "Who's going to be able to afford that?"

"You're a smart girl. You'll do the right thing." And with that, the old woman vanished.

It wasn't about doing the right thing, it was the principle of the matter, the princess thought to herself. She felt she had the rite to travel without paying a fee. After all, she was royalty. And as you can imagine, the princess did not know whether or not she would do the right thing. However, she did not lose sight of her goal.

She thought about how the journey would affect her, as well as the positive and negative effects of finding a prince. Advice from her old principal came to her, but she tried not to let that alter her feelings. She knew what she wanted and she knew how to get it. She even jotted down some thoughts on some stationary, and went as far as to cite the sources. This girl meant business. She dreamed of becoming a playwright one day.

The princess finally set out on her journey. She left in the middle of a thunderstorm, and she listened to everything the old woman had said. As she walked her shoes were either too loose or too tight, and she had to stop to adjust them. Eventually she arrived at the altar.

In front of her was a stationery witch, and she was not budging. The princess tried to talk to her but she wouldn't respond. The witch wore a cape, and its ends were frayed. Frustrated, the princess began to dance around the witch, trying to make her move or to atleast make some affect. Her dancing finally effected the witch, and she began to laugh.

With one flick of her wand the witch made a prince appear. The prince and the princess fell instantly in love. (Well what else were you expecting? It was their destiny!)

But do you really think they're going to live happily ever after?