children of royals share a special bond, a constant state of dormiveglia. a life of prestige contradicts with the restrictions that exist. but snow has yet to discover another world ; the life of a bandit. ❛ i wonder what it’s like to be like them. ❜ of course, she is referring to those below the balcony, those she rarely meets with, and still may be the only royal of her generation that even believes in conversing with the people of their kingdom. ❛ don’t you think we’d be less happy ? ❜ convince herself that it would not be a better life. obligation, duty, balls, luxury.
❛ don’t you ? ❜