She had loved this King's dad ...as a daughter should love her father, and a father love his daughter. If only this King would realize the love his dad had for her, and as a memorial of that love, if only he would show love in much the same way ...then she wouldn't be having this dilemma.

She cannot merely hope to savor within her a love as it should be, which she once had, then suddenly turn from it, trusting the ways of the world to better lead her ...making a mockery of love, at the very place she first realized it.