royal princess


I remember the moment Courtney and I sat in The Nest—the room completely empty besides our bodies which were so small in comparison to the grandeur of the space—and she painted her vision for their day so vividly. I remember looking away from her beaming face, her eyes glimmering with so much anticipation and joy. I looked to the empty room and saw the vines growing up the columns as her words began to orchestrate this story of an overgrown, ethereal world—it was a secret garden.