Stefan Ionescu [the frog prince] (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} unimpressive) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} bellumlogs, |
How could she help him? That was a tricky thing. He knew he needed to show his worth in some fashion, but if she didn't need him, what then? "Perhaps we can find another princess who needs assistance?" He was slightly put out that she didn't need his help, but only slightly. She was different than most princesses that he knew (Did he know many? He wasn't sure of that anymore either.) "I believe I am doomed to my form until I can find one who would be mine.
The frog fidgeted, puffing out in slight nervousness as he contemplated telling her what little he could remember. She already said that she wasn't his princess, though. What harm could be done?
"I believe I must prove that I am worthy of her, even as I am in this state. And she must wish to be with me, and remain true to her word." Was that it? There might have been more, but that's all he could remember. Stefan gave a slight hop but remained on her knee, unable to hide his eagerness at this new quest they found themselves starting. "Would you help me find her? My princess, whoever she may be? I do not know any in this land. I have only recently traveled through." That part struck him as an important thing to tell his new friend. He was new to her lands and would need a guide.