Golden Glade I never dreamed that i'd meet somebody like you

Ulrich had been following along behind Adylaide for hours, letting her wander where she would, but always keeping her in his sights. She was so grown up in some ways, and yet her excitement at each ice-covered branch and each new smell was so childlike that he could not help but shake his head and smile.

He stepped away from her with a slight frown as she brushed against him and was about to gently remind her not to do such things, but she was already speaking. "... I wish King Father could see it. He'd appreciate it at least."

Ulrich said nothing, turning his head away. I'm not sure the King appreciated anything, he thought to himself, though he would never say such a thing aloud, and certainly not to the King's daughter. Ulrich had served the king for his entire life, and loyally, but secretly had disagreed with many of the royal's policies.

He looked around, wishing to quell any suspicions about his sudden silence and said, "It is beautiful here, isn't it?" He paused, then looked at the princess, glancing downward. "How are your paws?"