Go to the miller, then the weaver, then the metalsmith, then the blacksmith...
Zippity-doo-dah-zippity-ay... My, oh my what a wonderful day!...
Emilia hated her life as a princess. Although she was a good princess, and people loved her, and the kingdom of Laventria was thriving, Emilia missed life as a village girl.
STOP! PLEASE LET ME GO... I'LL NEVER COMPLAIN ABOUT BEING A PRINCESS AGAIN! Just let me go!
As a village girl, she had no worries. No troubles. She didn't need to worry about controlling an entire kingdom. She was just a girl. Oh, what Emilia would give to be a girl again!
If you break your promise to me, Forever you will be suffer. -The Fire Lord
So she spent night and day in the dungeons whenever she could. And one day she decided to venture into the Fire Dungeon to put an end to her misery... and face the Fire Lord.
"The Fire Lord should stop all of my troubles. Why wouldn't he?" she thought. But she was wrong. The Fire Lord was angry and was about to kill her for passing into his lair. But when she screamed for him to let her go....
Everything was how it was before. But now she knew she could not break her promise... or she would be a slave to the Fire Lord... forever. So she made her mind up that she would never break that promise, and be happy.