It isn’t much, only a little thing. And I know you don’t understand, but I ask that you at least listen. What I would say if you would, I’m not sure – just listen.

It’s never as simple as that. Sometimes in fairy-tales, but I’m no hero. If I were, it might make more sense, but I’m a prince of a dead kingdom. I know that much, and fairy-tales never work that way, do they?

Do they?

Tell me they do, and I’ll be the hero. Please. I want to be your hero... But I don’t know how. Tell me how; tell me what to be; tell me what to do; tell me anything.

It wouldn’t bother me, you know, if you wanted me to leave. At least I’d know you’ve seen me.

I only ask that you think of me.

Just once.

Please.