“At a young age, I despised kings. They pretended fear didn’t exist but even they cowered when their kingdom would crumble. When I was brought to Neverland, I was told my title meant nothing.”

ᴡᴇ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴀɴʏ ᴋɪɴɢꜱ ɪɴ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀʟᴀɴᴅ. ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ᴍᴇ.

“It was everything I could ever ask for. Being a princess meant nothing. Being Odette was everything. I could finally be me. Then, as the years went by, I was told a plethora of things about this supposed Demon of Neverland. At first, I had to fish for any sort of information. Even though I knew it annoyed him, I’d ask Peter about the smallest of details. What is your favorite food? What is your favorite hobby? Do you have a favorite lost boy? What do you dream of? He would answer each question with a snarky response, but a response nonetheless. His answers slowly became more narrow and concrete. But one day he took me to his place of grief and spoke of the reason behind his pain.”

ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ꜱᴡᴀɴ... ꜱᴏᴏɴ ᴇɴᴏᴜɢʜ, ɪ ᴡɪʟʟ ᴅɪᴇ.

“Those words crushed me. After all these years… why tell me now? He smiled while explaining his situation as if fear didn’t exist. He believed in himself and his goals. And all he asked of me was to do the same.”

ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ʙᴇʟɪᴇᴠᴇ ɪɴ ᴍᴇ?

“Belief gave him strength. How could I say no? Even without him asking I already had believed. I believed in Peter Pan.”

𝐼 𝓌𝒾𝓁𝓁 𝒶𝓁𝓌𝒶𝓎𝓈 𝒷𝑒𝓁𝒾𝑒𝓋𝑒 𝒾𝓃 𝓎𝑜𝓊