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Valentina & Naeco
Once upon a time, in the land where horses had wings and girls went five years to princess-boarding school, there was a beautiful maid called Valentina. The school floated on a cloud and to visit it, you needed a flying animal or your own wings. This was to protect the students from themselves and the dangers in the forests and in the oceans. Sea serpents and trolls could be dangerous to a girl without a prince. The princes went to another school to learn how to fight, dance and rule a kingdom. The princesses learned how to eat, dress, walk, talk, dance, cook, speak, and ride horsebacks like a princess. Valentina hated this life and hoped to be saved from it and to save someone back.

Valentina
I remember the first time I met him. I said “good afternoon” “yes, indeed” and “thank you”. He was my servant and I was in quite a hurry to get away from school and everyone. I just needed a moment alone… Why should I pay attention to him at all? He gave me my beautiful white horse and then I rode away. How could I know that it was him who was going to change my perspective on reality and life forever? If I did, I would have watched him a little closer, paid more attention to how he looked and talked and moved. At that time, I only saw a servant, a filthy horse-boy without any future, his only purpose in life; to do whatever I wanted. Yes I know I was a little bit spoilt, I was used to getting everything before I asked for it, but everything has changed now. He changed everything.

Naeco
She was so beautiful; her eyes bright green, her hair brown like the bottom of the forest. When she walked into the stable, the whole room was filled with sunshine and when she spoke, it sounded like birds singing on the first day of spring. No other princess in the whole school could be more perfect. She moved like she was dancing, but not in a happy way. The princess looked frustrated, I don’t know if she even noticed me… Properly not. There are no other boys at the school, except me and some other elves from my village. We only work in the garden and in the stable, and only when the girls have classes. I have always wanted to ask one of the spoilt brats how it is, not to know any boys, except their fiancée who they only have met once. That’s kind off sick, don’t you think? Anyway: when I saw her, I couldn’t find any of the words I had practiced in my head. She was too stunning; I didn’t want to make her mood any worse and she looked really sad. But she was polite, of course, as all the girls are taught to be. I gave the princess her horse and she flew out of the stable without looking back. After that, I couldn’t stop thinking about her. Yeah, I know: psycho and weird! I didn’t know her. For the first time, I wished I could go to the prince-school so that the green-eyed princess and I could get in touch, but I didn’t even know her name (yet).That was the first time I saw her, -my princess.

Valentina:
Dear diary.
Ugh! I hate writing to my “dear beloved fiancée”. He is such a bore. He never writes anything funny or personal. Really princeish! Think about it! I have to marry him in one year... I’m going to die! He is absolutely the biggest dork ever inheriting France. I don’t even have a choice, no one asked me, who I wanted to spend the rest of my life with! So unfair! Anyway, that was why I left on Pegasus yesterday. I needed some peace and quiet to think of an escape way, but off course there is none. I have to marry a prince to be a princess, or else my family will remain titled- not royal. It’s like, really important to my dad (cause he’s kind of broke). So, I have to write this letter so Ludvig will know I’m still alive or something. He hasn’t even tried to rescue me once from this dread of a school. I would take anyone else! - Even the frog-prince. Last night Jasmine took off with Aladdin. He is so romantic! It’s only me and Rapunzel who don’t like our princes, but she’s not forced to study here or to get married, she’s a real princess after all. Unfair!