Title: Someday My Prince Will Come
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All little girls read fairy tales. Most of them, at that time, believe in them. It's so easy to think that one day, you'll meet Prince Charming, he'll carry you away on his white horse, and you'll live happiliy ever after.

Tess Harding was one of those girls. Only she had known almost exactly who her Prince Charming was. She knew what he looked like, at any rate.

When she had been a child, Nasedo had actually written fairy tales for her. He wasn't affected by the emotion of his stories, but if it earned her trust, it was worth it. Tess' favorite was the one where an evil witch had put a spell on her Prince that made him love her. Tess had come along and rescued him from the enchantment. She liked having the girl be the hero for once.

As she grew older, she learned the name of her Prince Charming: Max Evans. The name rolled off her tongue naturally and beautifully, and she took great pleasure in saying it. "Max Evans," she had often repeated to herself when she knew nobody was listening. It warmed her up down to her toes, like chicken soup.

But there are no such things as fairy tales, even in alien cultures. And Tess had just learned that two months ago. When she'd first moved to Roswell, she'd thought that her favorite fairy tale was coming true--that Liz Parker was a witch and that she'd put a spell on Max. How else could he not instantly fall in love with her like she was mesmerised with him? As time wore on, though, she realized that Max did in fact love Liz, and that there would be no fairy-tale ending for this princess.