The Quest, part 6

They put her in a cell with that loser, Prince Charming, who she’d come to rescue.

Before the irony became too much to bear, she said, “hand me that spoon.”

“What are you doing?”

“I’ll use that spoon to reflect that beam of sunlight onto that pile of straw.”

FIRE!

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