No More Rhymes Now I Mean It!”

He Had Risked His Life And Now It Was Walking Away From Him, Hand-in-hand With A Ruffian Prince.

Anybody That Says Different Is Selling Something.

I Am Your Prince And You Will Marry Me," Humperdinck Said. Buttercup Whispered, "i Am Your Servant And I Refuse." "i Am You Prince And You Cannot Refuse." "i Am Your Loyal Servant And I Just Did." "refusal Means Death." "kill Me Then.

I Love You,” Buttercup Said. “i Know This Must Come As Something Of A Surprise, Since All I’ve Ever Done Is Scorn You And Degrade You And Taunt You, But I Have Loved You For Several Hours Now, And Every Second, More.

The Tears That Kept Buttercup Company The Remainder Of The Day Were Not At All Like Those That Had Blinded Her Into The Tree Trunk. Those Were Noisy And Hot; They Pulsed. These Were Silent And Steady And All They Did Was Remind Her That She Wasn’t Good Enough. She Was Seventeen, And Every Male She’d Ever Known Had Crumbled At Her Feet And It Meant Nothing. The One Time It Really Mattered, She Wasn’t Good Enough.