"And I want to be a prince. With a shield I guess." He snorted. He certainly didn't think of himself as a bloody prince. "It's what she wants. Anything she wants, she gets."
The man grinned. "Ah yes, she is a special one, is she not. Well..." He turned. "Ingrid!" An elderly woman appeared as well. "Ingrid, she help her get into a very beautiful dress that make her look just like the princess, with a tiara. And you, we get you a suit."