[ The elf straightens from being bent over the piles of shoes. ] I don't think that the faeries have any princesses. They do have a king, but -- [ He lifts his hand into the air to make a dismissive gesture. ] Still, I hardly think that I'm as wicked and cruel as those little gnats are.

[ How mean. And here he is helping her find shoes. ] I want to catch and grind the bones of every last one of them. It should be easy since all one needs to do is catch one in their hands. [ Back to looking. ] Such troublesome creatures that they are.