I knew the moment I stepped into the ballroom that I was the prettiest princess in all the land. But my prince charming, who was rooms away, was being kept from me by hordes of princesses who wished they were as pretty as I. So, I majestically, elegantly, and princess-ly spun my way through the castle. They all tried to get in my way, clawing at me, trying to prevent what is true love. But I had none of it. I jumped, I spun, and I moved as if I had become one with a mythical unicorn. And soon enough I saw him, my prince, awaiting for me on his throne with a rose. A fairy tale ending for such a pretty princess, which is me.