[00:03]D：Your Majesty, I see no point in beating about the bush.
[00:08]I regret to inform you, sire, that the young lady has disappeared,
[00:12]leaving behind only this glass slipper.
[00:15]The Prince, sire, swears he'll marry none but the girl who fits this slipper.
[00:19]K：He said that, did he?
[00:22]Ha ha. He's given his word. We'll hold him to it.
[00:26]D：No, no, your Highness.
[00:28]I'll have nothing to do with it. |