≈Why is my hair blue? Well... The sky is blue. It's my wish to be as free as the sky. To see all around the world. I know you wish to be free too, darling but... I can't let you. I'm sorry.≈

"So little royal... Didn't think your family let you around to mingle with us poor people. Was I wrong or did you sneak out?"

You are royalty. And you meet Baby ...