Damsel

Floria: [Putting a necklace on Elodie] It's perfect. Everything in here is so perfect. [They both laugh with Lady Bayford bursting in their quarters] Elodie: Stepmother. Is something the matter? Lady Bayford: Elodie. I know we haven't always been close, but I need you to listen to me now. This wedding... is a mistake. Floria: What? Elodie: I don't understand. Lady Bayford: These people, I don't trust them. It's hard to explain, but a mother knows these things. Floria: Only yesterday, you were enamored by this place. Elodie: Floria. Lady Bayford: I was wrong. They may be royalty, but that doesn't make them good people. Elodie: Well, what does father think? Lady Bayford: He refuses to talk about it. And when I try to tell him my worries, he snaps at me. Floria: That's because you're being unreasonable. Elodie: That's enough, Flor'. Lady Bayford: Elodie, I swear, I only want what's best for you. Lord Bayford: [Appears in quarters] Am I interrupting something? Elodie: No. Just... girl talk

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Floria: [They hug passionately after Elodie is married] I hope I'm as half as beautiful somedays as you are today. Elodie: Twice as beautiful. [They tilt foreheads to touch] I love you. Floria: I love you.

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Dragon: ['To Elodie hiding from her in her lair] Your name, little bird? Speak your name. Elodie: Elodie. Dragon: El... o... die... Exciting. Elodie: What do you want? Dragon: I want what is promised. What is owed. Every generation, your kind must pay. Elodie: My kind? Dragon: The scent of royalty betrays you. It's in your blood. Now, my favorite part. Run. [Elodie scream and flees down cave with dragon's fire at her tail, lightly burning when she hides round a corner] Did I hurt you? Quiet now? A clever one. The last one was over so quick. Elodie: Mother wanted you to fight. [Tears off strip of her dress to dress her wound and uses a locket as a lightsource to guide her]

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Lord Bayford: What do you think Ellie? Elodie: I think I had a rather limited definition of wealthy.

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Elodie: I just hope he's kind. And well-read. Floria: Handsome.

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Queen Isabelle: What is your greatest strength? Elodie: I always tell the truth, your majesty. Queen Isabelle: Some might call that a weakness.

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