RATATOSKR
[when you insert the key and open the door, you'll find another humble cottage - the space bends on the walls, but there is a single door that leads to another room; though the door is closed, you can see through it—as if it's somewhat transparent. a wooden cradle sits in a plain room.
inside, a baby sleeps peacefully. when she stirs - calling for her parent, you are there to cradle her back to sleep.]
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[slowly, the scene changes, fading in and out with various silent scenes—the baby coos pleasantly, giggling jovially when you (presumably) make faces at her; she tries to pick herself up and falls over, but she does not cry; a disagreement between you and her lead to a thoughtful discussion; the young girl carries a large laundry basket to do chores; she buys a pet bird, looking so proud for having earned the money all by herself; then the wall becomes opaque.]
[in the middle of the open doorway, a young girl the age of 10 stands, smiling at you. a bird with beautiful plumage rests on her shoulder.]
[this is your daughter. you tried your best to rear her, and she's been good to you. you know she is capable of anything if she puts her mind to it - even becoming a princess. but you also know it's not easy to become a princess - better she become a princess than go off to war, though. you could not stand to see your baby girl die on the battlefield. what will be will be, though - all you can do is try your best.]
inside, a baby sleeps peacefully. when she stirs - calling for her parent, you are there to cradle her back to sleep.]
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[slowly, the scene changes, fading in and out with various silent scenes—the baby coos pleasantly, giggling jovially when you (presumably) make faces at her; she tries to pick herself up and falls over, but she does not cry; a disagreement between you and her lead to a thoughtful discussion; the young girl carries a large laundry basket to do chores; she buys a pet bird, looking so proud for having earned the money all by herself; then the wall becomes opaque.]
[in the middle of the open doorway, a young girl the age of 10 stands, smiling at you. a bird with beautiful plumage rests on her shoulder.]
[this is your daughter. you tried your best to rear her, and she's been good to you. you know she is capable of anything if she puts her mind to it - even becoming a princess. but you also know it's not easy to become a princess - better she become a princess than go off to war, though. you could not stand to see your baby girl die on the battlefield. what will be will be, though - all you can do is try your best.]

Re: MORAL DILEMMA
You're a smart kid, you know? And it's because you're smart that I know you'll understand what I'm about to say.
People are going to make you angry, in this world. They'll "get on your case", and all that. It's just a fact of life, because you can't make everyone happy. But that's no excuse for having a tantrum and saying the things you said to your teacher.
Your instructors know better than you. If they're scolding you, it's because you made a mistake — and if you think otherwise, what you need to do is prove that you're right and they're wrong. You do that by getting evidence to back up your words, not by losing your temper and saying rude things. Because people will think less of you if you lose control like that, even the ones that are your friends. And just as importantly, it's not good for your own health to be so easily provoked into losing your cool. You can get yourself, and those around you, hurt pretty badly that way.
How would you have liked it if I got that angry about this little incident, and said that kinda stuff to you?
[A pause to let her imagine such a thing.....then, a headpat.]
You're a better person than this. I know you are. And that's why I know you can grow and learn some patience and self-control.
Re: MORAL DILEMMA
Re: MORAL DILEMMA
Your daughter is determined to prove her teacher wrong, and be mindful of her temper from now on. She doesn't wish to hurt people; after all, she's learning to protect them. She apologizes to you first—for causing trouble—and to her teacher, and thanks you both for the lesson learned.
Your daughter has a good moral compass.