Griselda was a simple woman. She loved her son, and her home, over anything else. She had loved her husband deeply and his passing affected her more than anyone else, but she kept going. She had a son, after all, and the poor thing needed his mother.

She was aware that this was not the case anymore - Bog was the King and he didn't need her in an emotional level, that is. The last time he showed signs of needing emotional support was when the love potion fiasco, and the stubborn kid didn't let her comfort him properly. He just acted like nothing happened and banned love in the whole kingdom.

But no more of that nonsense, Griselda thought as she finished setting up the red balloons on the throne room ceiling. She was going to make sure that her baby fell in love with a girl that actually loved him back even if it was the last thing she did! Well, not the last thing - she still wanted to be at the wedding and meet her grandkids.

Marianne was more than perfect! They had so much in common, and shared their love for sparring and their respective kingdoms. Who could understand her son better than a fellow young ruler? Marianne also was everything else her Bog wasn't - she had the initiative to change and evolve, the energy to actually do something. She wasn't as experienced in ruling like Bog, but she was a fresh breeze in politics.

It didn't matter that she was a fairy. Not to her and apparently not to her son. Their friendship was unique and different, like them, but flowed perfectly without much input from outside. It was only natural that Griselda herself pushed those lovebirds together to make them realize the potential.

So romantic! Different worlds, different species, different kingdoms! It was like a dream come true!

The best part was that her Bog was happy . She made him happy in a way that no one had managed to do before, not even her. She was aware that pushing women on his face wasn't going to solve the main problem, but she had to do something! Who knew that the solution would simply crash into him by its own?

Sweet Marianne… she loved her from the moment Stuff informed her about the new guest of the Forest. The only fairy brave enough to step into their kingdom and talk back to the King. The only one brave enough to befriend her grumpy son.

If things ended well between them, she had so much to be thankful for. When things ended well, she was sure.

She could already hear the wedding bells!