The Message By Her Pillow

I'd been training and working toward this my whole life. I was born and raised a peasant but had been blessed with boundless potential. When you were taken your royal father offered your hand to anyone who could save you. My village decided this was our chance, that I could improve all our lives by becoming the next king. I got to the castle past the dragon and stared down at your beautiful face. Your lips were as red as the rubies on your necklace, your skin as clear and fine as the diamonds in your tiara, your hair as golden as the bracelets on your wrists. Back home all I had left were a few distant relatives eager to live off me the rest of their days. In you I saw a future of beauty, elegance and nobility. I should've kissed you, but I seriously don't want to be king. So tell everyone the dragon got me and take the next guy as your husband.

Toodles, From Your Real Savior.

P.S Took the jewels, call it my dragon slaying fee