Ecler Maiden

(I sit outside of the ballroom and gently cry) One of my rivals have torn to shreds the my beloved dress given by my mother she ruined it. My rival has thrown a glass of wine on my hair ….who is going to dance with me now …I lost my money bag to ….how I’m going to get home ….I’m a elf I’m over 359 no one will talk to me now ….:how I will find anyone to be engaged to now… who would ever look at me now… who is going to fall in love with me now(gently and sadly starts to cry)