Leella Alternate Ending

Presently, the prince found himself standing in the courtyard of a grand castle. Over everything was the most horrible semblance of death; the bodies of people and animals littered the grounds. On closer inspection though, the prince's nerves were calmed, as he found that everyone was merely asleep. He walked onwards through the castle, past servants asleep at butter churns and roasting spits, past guards slumped together, leaning on their lances, through a room of lords and ladies, asleep in the midst of a feast.

Eventually, the prince passed two more snoring guards, and entered a large bedchamber, decorated with intricate hanging tapestries. In the centre of the room was a gilded four-poster bed, and on the bed two girls of around sixteen years old. They both looked similar; golden wavy hair, delicate faces, and they both wore intricately beaded dresses, but one of them shone with beauty, indescribably radiant. Drawn by some inexorable force, the prince made his way to the bed, and knelt down by her side in reverence.
Sitting up groggily, she looked to the other side of the bed, "Leala? Are you awake? I had the most horrible dream." Leala stirred, and sat up, rubbing her eyes.

As she did so, the prince cleared his throat. “Can it be, beautiful princess,” he said, looking towards Alayna, “can it be that some kindly fate ordained that I should be born expressly for you? My arrival here, and my love for you, have lifted the enchantment upon you. You are more beautiful than I had ever imagined; more beautiful than the moon and the sun, and heaven's garden on a spring morning, and I have loved you from first I saw you."

At this, Leala spoke up. "You love her, do you? You don't even know her name! And I bet you want to marry her right away, too," she snapped. The prince started. Through all his awe at Alayna's beauty, he hadn't even noticed her