"The castle where I'm going to live when I grow up," I said.
"What are you going to do in this castle when you grow up?" She asked.
"I'm going to be a princess," I said.
"I'm not sure fairy tale princess is a realistic goal dear," she said.
"Maybe not, but that's what I want to be," I said.
"What do you think it is princesses do all day?" She asked.
"Princess stuff, Like in the stories," I said.
"Which stories?"
"Sleeping beauty, the Chronicles of Narnia, you know," I said.
"You really think that's a good plan? Going around getting in trouble, waiting for some handsome boy to save you?" She asked.
"No no no, I'm going to turn into a dragon, breathe fire, fly through the air. Have a magic mirror, turn everyone who makes me angry into stone, you know, Princess stuff," I replied, quite patiently.
"Luna, those are the villains in those stories," she said.
"Princesses," I said very slowly this time.
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