"...what do you wish for?"

I didn't have an answer..

So she made one for me. "I bet it's a princess!"

"What? No!"

Hooves clip-clopped against the cobblestone, finally halting in front of my house.

"It's not too hard to believe! You're the Mayor's son, intelligent and... and...?"

"Hey!"

"...Aha! Now, you have a white horse! You're set to go!"

I snapped back, "That's not what I-"

"GILL!" Out of nowhere, a pair of white arms caught me in an embrace so familiar, I couldn't move.

"...Wow Gill... that was quick."