"We come from different worlds," said he.
"This will not work."
"But surely, we must try," said she.
"We must make it work."
"And how?" he asked.
"In your veins flows
the blood of kings,
and you are the daughter of one.
Surely he wants only
what is best for his little princess.
You must wed a prince,
who will someday be king,
and you will give him little princes
who will someday wear the crown."
"But it is not a prince I want," she answered.
"I want you.
You and your words that I do not understand,
you and your tales of magical places,
you and your adventures in far-off lands."
"If we must be together," said he,
"You must come with me.
For I cannot stay here
in your world,
in your time."
"Take me with you," she begged.
"My father has other princesses besides me.
But I have only one Time Lord."
And together they stepped into his flying machine,
soared up into the sky,
and vanished into a twinkle of light,
off to places she has never seen,
to hear words she does not understand.
But she will understand them,
soon,
for she is now
a Time Lord's wife.
The Princess and the Time Lord
