Once upon a time, in a mystical land full of faeries and magic, there lived a kind and intelligent princess named Jasmine.
She was the most beautiful of all the king's daughters, bringing in people from far and wide to marvel at her beauty, be inspired by her thoughtful speeches, and be humbled by her caring generosity. She was so well-renowned for being the epitome of all things princessy, that the faerie conclave sent an ambassadress to her in order to grant her any wish her heart desired. She wished, with all her heart, for a magical pony..one whom she could talk to and would be her bestest friend in the whole wide world. The fairy laughed at such a wish, the childish innocence of it, but waved her wand and granted it.
Jasmine was very happy, being the only person in the world with a talking pony...her bestest friend. They lived many many years together, frolicking in the fields, blessing the peasants, and doing their princessly duties (for Jasmine was never one to shirk her responsibilities, no matter her desires).
And then, one day, she was betrothed to marry a man she had never met..indeed a Prince she had never even heard of. She was devastated. How she was supposed to marry a man she had never even heard of was beyond her..so she saddled up her pony and ran away from home.
Unfortunately, she had never been far from the palace, and soon got lost..wandering into the forbidden forest of shadows.
It was dark and scary inside the forest, and there were sounds Jasmine had never heard of, sending shivers of fright down her very soul. She wandered for hours, frightened and alone, fearful she would never find her way back home...until she ran into a hideous witch.
The witch was jealous of her beauty, her intelligence, and most of all her pure heart, and quickly captured Jasmine, locking her up and intending to eat her in order to gain the things she was jealous of by black magic.
Poor jasmine wept and wept, reaching her hand through her golden cage to pat her pony, seeking comfort from her bestest friend, even while knowing she was doomed. Just when Jasmine was about to give up all hope, a beautiful man rode in on a giant white warhorse, stabbing the witch and freeing Jasmine from her restraints. He was the most beautiful man she had ever laid eyes upon, and her heart knew that he was just as pure in spirit as she was.
Instantly she fell in love, falling into his deep blue eyes as he leaned in to kiss her, knowing that she wanted to be with him for the rest of her life without even speaking to him. Once the kiss was broken, and Jasmine got her breath back, she asked him who he was and how he knew she was there.
He told her that he was the prince she was supposed to marry, and he was frightened for her safety when he heard she had run away. He tracked her for days, finally following her into the forbidden forest, vowing to rescue her. Together they rode out of the forest, returned to her palace, and lived happily ever after.
