It was a day of great celebration, love filled the air and every guest was in joyful spirits. They had come to celebrate the Princess Day's birthday. The Princess herself was arrayed in splendor as she danced every dance with her Father. Finally toward the end of the night, when the Princess was beginning to feel a very blissful sleepiness steal over her, and her Father seemed to sense it; He stood and drew the attention of all to himself.
"I would like make a speech." He announced. The entire room awaited in eager expectation, they always loved to hear what their King had to say.
"On this celebration of my daughters birth, and I want you all to know along with her, how proud I am of her." He turned and drew his daughter from her chair and stood for a moment gazing into her eyes. Tears welled up in his eyes "Dear one, Day, I am so proud of you. I will do anything to keep our relationship always as strong as it is now. I am proud to be your Father." He turned to the crowd "This is my beloved Daughter, Day, in whom I am well pleased!" He proclaimed, and the room erupted in applause.
The two left the guests to disperse and the King escorted his daughter to her bedroom. "Day," He stopped her before her door, and withdrew from the inside pocket of his jacket a very small wrapped bundle.
"This is your gift." His eyes were full of joy as she excitedly received it and unwrapped it with quick little fingers. Dropping the wrappings to the floor she carefully held in her hands a beautiful glass heart, dangling from a thin ribbon. So great was the hearts beauty that she could not stop looking at it. It was so simple and so fair, delicate to the point where she feared even her tiny hands might crush it, should she hold it too tightly.
The King beamed "Do you like it? I made it for you myself!" She carefully placed it on the sill beside her, and flung herself into her Fathers arms. "I love it Papa, it is my favorite thing I've ever seen or been given! I am afraid I will crush it!" The King laughed and then nodded seriously, "would you like for me to keep it safe for you?"
She nodded and he continued "you may look at it any time you like."
And it was off to bed with the happy little princess.
Day went often to the Kings chambers to gaze on her little glass heart. She loved it and she loved even more to spend time with her Father and talk to him about everything she could think of.
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