human
Queen, said she,
gpt
I will begin. My gift to the Princess Briar-Rose is the gift of Beauty. She shall have eyes like stars, and hair as bright as the sunshine of the spring day on which she was born, and cheeks as fresh and fair as the petals of the flower from which she takes her name. None shall surpass her in loveliness.
human
After Beauty, Wit. The Princess shall be cleverer than any ordinary mortal could ever hope to be.
gpt
I give her Virtue,