He’s a prince, I tell you, sure as Shor’s Bones.

Oh, that’s nonsense. You mean to tell me all them bloody knights are heading into that cave for sodding man?
No way. It’s called “The Legend of Sleeping Beauty” for a reason!

What? A man can’t be beautiful?

Not with your face, that’s for sure.

What about you? You think this sleeping beauty is a prince or Princess?

Prince.
Ah, your Gran must have read you the old fairy tales, like mine did. 

See? What did I tell you. This here’s an educated man, Torvi, he knows what’s what.

This here’s an educated lass, Torvi, she knows what’s what.

Pffff.

Princess.
Well, I hate to tell you, but you’re about as wrong as a smile at a funeral.

Doesn’t matter.
Well, it matters to the rest of us. Torvi and I, we have a little wager going. 

Probably a goat.
Ha, you’re probably right about that. Just the gods playing another joke on us mortals.

What’s this all about?

 

player about to kiss sleeping beauty, Indrel interrupts from behind them

Whatcha doin?

Nothing.
Really? It looks like you were about to kiss that corpse.