All is pleasure, joy, and bliss,

Mildmay thinks about this, mentally picking at the story as she goes. It's a lot like the story of Saint Cuthbert and Raleigh-Of-The-Oaks, except nobody gets their feet sawed off by Forest Nan. But it's got good bits, and Mildmay thinks there are chunks of it he could salvage for later. The evil queen is clever, and the idea of the pretty princess cleaning the castle is something to remember. He notes away the rhyme about the magic mirror, too-- without that, the story doesn't work.

"Nice," Mildmay nods at its end. "I never heard that one before."