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"When there were fifty days to go, Buttercup knocked, one night, on the door to Prince Humperdink's chambers. She entered when he bid her to. 'I see trouble,' he said. 'You look very ill.' And so she did. Beautiful of course. Still that. But in no way well…

'It comes to this,' Buttercup began. 'In the Fire Swamp, I made the worst mistake in all the world. I love Westley. I always have. It seems I always will. I did not know this when you came to me. Please believe what I am about to say: when you said that I must marry you or face death, I answered, 'Kill me.' I meant that. I mean this now too: if you say I must marry you in fifty days, I will be dead by morning.'

the Prince was literally stunned.

After a long silence, he knelt by Buttercup's chair and, in his gentlest voice, started to speak. 'I admit that when we first became engaged, there was to be no love involved. That was as much my choice as yours, though the notion may have come from you. But surely you must have noticed, in this last month of parties and festivities a certain warming of my attitude.'

'I have. You have been both sweet and noble.'

'Thank you. Having said that, I hope you appreciate how difficult this next sentence is for me to say: I would die myself rather than cause you unhappiness by standing in the way of your marrying the man you love....'

'I think, sweetest child, that we should strike a bargain, you and I: if Westley wants you still, bless you both. If, for reasons unpleasant to mention, his pride will not let him, then you will marry me, as planned and be the Queen of Florin....Write him a letter, telling him everything. We'll make four copies. I'll take my four fastest ships and order them off in all directions.

'I think - I'm not
sure - but I definitely think, that this is the most generous decision I have heard yet.'

Do me this favor then in return: until we know Westley's intentions, one way or another, let us continue as we have, so the festivities will not be halted. And if I seem too fond of you, remember that I cannot help myself.

'Agreed,' Buttercup said, going to the door, but not before she kissed his cheek...

There was no doubt whatsoever in his mind that he was going to seem too fond of her in the days ahead. Because when she died of murder on their wedding night, it was crucial that all Florin realize the depth of his love, the epochal size of his loss, since then no one would dare hesitate to follow him in the revenge war he was to launch against Guilder.


Chapter Six: The Festivities

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Princess Bride (c) William Goldman/S. Morgenstern

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Her gown is so pretty :'D They go so well!
Oh, Humperdink. Lawls.
Thanks for using my stock :)!
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this is great!

Melissa

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"You guys need to use Commas. i spent an hour in the market looking for buttermilk turkey jell-o." Ben on last broad casted episode of Four Kings

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