A young man came to speak to my father, the emperor. He asked for my hand, and said that he would only marry a girl with royal blood running in her veins.
I watched him from behind the curtain and I thought I had never seen any man more handsome.
My father gave him a task that that I knew he couldn’t do, not without the enchanted knife. I wrote him a letter and asked him to meet me the next morning in my apartment.
That night, when everyone was sleeping, I crept softly into my father’s chamber and drew the knife from his chest of treasures. I hid it carefully in a safe place before I went to bed.