The princess gazed from her tower to the lake, the castle reflected ever so perfectly in the waters. "Nann." She whispered. She could almost see herself in the window of the watery tower. "Look at the castle in the lake."

Her nanny crept behind her, stole a glance over the princess' shoulder. Shuddered. "Come away, child. Away from the window."

"Why, what for, Nann?"

"There's worlds sometimes should not be looked at. There are good castles and bad. Please, m'dear. That lake stole your brother from us. Ain't nothing good to come from it."

So the princess was shuffled to her bed, where she had uneasy dreams.

And in the lake, from a watery tower reflected in torchlight, a watery princess still watched from her window. She saw the nervous face of the Nanny pull the shutters closed. But this princess was patient. She would watch from the lake and wait.

Her time would come.