As children, we're taught to believe or not to believe in certain things. When we're young, we don't always listen to those who try to deter our minds from believing in the things we think are real. To children, fairies, witches, vampires, monsters, they're all very real. It takes years for the influence of adults to sink in, for us to believe that these are only the dreams of a child. As we get older we realize that we should only believe in the things we can see. If there is no proof, then it is merely a figment of one's imagination However, things aren't always as they seem.
When I met him I was only seven years old. I was young, impressionable, and possibly even a little naive, but when he got on his knee and promised me the world... I believed him. I still believe him. I live everyday in this cell only because of his promise that it'll all be worth it in the end. My prince will come to rescue me.