Something about today's episode.
The fabric that does not get dirty with lies. She does not get dirty with the mud of her boots, she does not get wet in the rain, but sheds and envelops two completely, she stretches endlessly, clings to be freed and bound by the hands of the one who gave the princess the red fabric of love. The princess does not need words to know the truth of His love expressed in this soft but passionate thing.
As the fabric wrapped around her body, so his hand and heart were given to her for all the time that was allotted to both in this life and after it,
Her eyes looked embracing, appreciating the difficulties that he overcame, continuing to love her, continuing to endlessly look at her, recognizing and accepting his love in front of him, only in front of him and only silently, in front of others, the fabric of love cannot be opened. The princess denies, the prince doubts, but enjoys and feels that the fabric of love belongs to the two of them. Let outsiders take on the glory of this, the real one, unchanging and beautiful, like the smile of a child who fulfilled the dream of mother and father at the same time, like the beauty that the princess radiates inside herself, the red fabric of love only complements it and makes the prince the former gentle romantic, not alien to red passion.