The Lost Sisters

You’re awful.” He said it as though he was delighted. “And the worst part is that you believe otherwise.”

Wicked girl. Yet you let your sister take the brunt of my ire. That wasn’t very nice, was it?”

You’re awful.” He said it as though he was delighted. “And the worst part is that you believe otherwise.”

“I know what you did,” he drawled, voice low, not at all sounding like he was asking a question. “Wicked girl. Yet you let your sister take the brunt of my ire. That wasn’t very nice, was it?”

Share your food but don’t trust people who want to share their food with you

But then a prince rides up and sees the girl and finds her beautiful. Beautiful, not despite her suffering, but because of it

Be bold, be bold, but not too bold.
Be good, but not too good. Be pretty, but not too pretty. Be honest, but not too honest

BE BOLD, BE BOLD, BUT NOT TOO BOLD, LEST THAT YOUR HEART’S BLOOD SHOULD RUN COLD

BE BOLD, BE BOLD, BUT NOT TOO BOLD

The one with the tale that was still unfolding