Early this morrow my mother did tell of Paris' love for I. Yet I could not see how it could work no matter how hard I were to try, I told my mother that I would look to love him if I could.
As I were on my way to meet my mother's proposed love for me I see eyes that I have ne'r seen before. In these eyes I have found my true love, I know it now that I can not love anyone but he.
I thought that my mother perchance take a fancy to my new found love and let me follow my chosen path as opposed to her proposed path. Yet I now know that the answer can only be nay, for my love…
