“I’ll come save you soon, Mary!” Are the exact words repeatedly written on the letters I recieve for my birthday each year. Today I turn 30, and I’m tired. Truly, ‘Prince charming’ was supposed to save me years ago, but every letter he sends makes him seem like more of a prevaricator. I glanced out the window of this small, unimportant tower that’s not exactly fit for a princess. My entire life I’ve been told stories of dangerous dragons and creatures lurking below, but I have never seen anything of the sort. I’m starting to doubt these stories. My Flynn Rider has never come, and I doubt he ever will. I mean whats really stopping me from escaping this tower myself? I leaned out the window, peering down below at the boring cobblestone floor which is a home for weeds, vines, and who knows what else. I decided to lean out further trying to spot a vine or rope of some sorts near the window that I could climb down, and I found just that. I smirked. “Who knew I was so lucky?” Before climbing down, I purposefully smashed an antique pot on the floor. Grabbing one of the shards, I hacked away at my long dress. Eventually I was left with a shorter version of that dress, giving myself more freedom to move. I slid out out the window and clung to the vine, it was more slippery than I expected. I slowly climbed my way down, occasionally yelping when my hand came into contact with a thorn. I really hoped they weren’t poisonous. The climb felt like it was going on forever, and I was getting tired. Eventually I reached the end. I hopped off the vine, shaking out my legs and arms. It felt nice to be somewhere new, outside of that old tower. It was a nice few seconds of freedom, but something felt strange. I looked down at my hands, they now had purple spots where the thorns hit. This couldn’t be good. I felt my heart sink. Maybe I wasn’t as lucky as I had thought. I looked behind me, and my eyes widened as I was met with the faces of hundreds of guards in armour. They weren’t going to let me leave, I knew that. I couldn’t move, literally. It was like I had been frozen. The last thing I could see through my increasingly blurring vision was the guards approaching me, and a sword coming straight for my head. Oh. That escape plan didn’t go so well.