I have always loved Buttercup. She has always been a princess to me. It took her a while to realize it, she’s never been the brightest I guess. Every time she said ‘Farm Boy do this’ she thought I was answering ‘As you wish’ but that’s only because she was hearing it wrong. ‘I love you ‘ was what it was, but she never heard, she never heard. Everything really escalated when the Count and Countess came asking about the cows. They said, “ We are all of us here passionately interested in the subject of cows. We are practically reaching the point of frenzy, such is our curiosity” (Goldman 53). Nobody is that interested in cows. Especially not the nobility. The Count was here to look at Buttercup. I just know it. The village boys, men from outside of town, even men who lived 20 miles away would come just to see her. It was only a matter of time before the nobility came to gaze upon her autumn hair and wintry cream skin. I loved that autumn hair and wintry cream skin, I loved Buttercup, I still do, and I will forever. I could only hope that one day the girl with the autumn hair and wintry cream skin could possibly love me in return. Early the next morning, after the Count and his horrific wife, the Countess, had left, Buttercup appeared at my doorstep. She looked at me, then looked away. “I love you,” Buttercup said. “I know this must come as something of a surprise, since all I’ve ever done is scorn you and degrade you and taunt you, but I have loved you for several hours now, and every second, more. I thought an hour ago that I loved you more than any woman has ever loved a man, but a half hour after that I knew that what I felt before was nothing compared to what I felt then. But ten minutes after that, I understood that my previous love was a puddle compared to the high seas before a storm. Your eyes are like that, did you know? Well they are. How many minutes ago was I? Twenty? Had I brought my feelings up to then? It doesn’t matter. I love you so much more now than twenty minutes ago that there cannot be comparison” (Goldman 58). I was shocked, a happy, confused sort of shocked. She'd never even spoken of love before today. I closed the door in her face, without a word. She meant it, she really loves me. Now that I know that, I can finally do what I've been meaning to do for a long time now. "I'm going to America. To seek my fortune. A ship sails soon from London. There is great opportunity in America. I'm going to take advantage of it. I've been training myself. In my hovel. I'll take a ten-hour-a-day job and then I'll take another ten-hour-a-day job and I'll save every penny from both except what I need to eat to keep strong, and when I have enough I'll buy a farm and build house and make a bed big enough for two"( Goldman 62). I went to tell Buttercup that, she acted as if she was only playing a joke on me when she confessed her love. But I knew she loved me, I just knew it. For some reason, the entire time she thought I was talking about the Countess it drove me mad. I stayed stayed these years in my hovel because of her. I taught myself languages because of her. I have made my body strong because I thought she might be pleased by a strong body. I have lived my life with only the prayer that some sudden dawn she might glance in my direction. I have not known a moment in years when the sight of her did not send my heart careening against my rib cage. I have not known a night when her visage did not accompany me to sleep. There has not been a morning when she did not flutter behind my waking eyelids. This is love...
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AuthorWestley began as a farm boy on Buttercup's farm. He and Buttercup fell in love and he left to find his fortune across the sea so he could marry Buttercup. He was reportedly killed on the high seas by the Dread Pirate Roberts. This crushes Buttercup. She gets engaged to Prince Humperdinck of Florin and subsequently gets kidnapped by a Sicilian and his team who were hired to start a war with Guilder. The kidnappers are apprehended by a man in black who soon best the swordsman and giant who work for the Italian. He then defeats the Sicilian in a battle of wits and rescues Buttercup. Soon it is revealed the the man in black is Westley, who was the new Dread Pirate Roberts. He is tortured and then killed by Prince Humperdinck and Count Rugen. He is later revived by a miracle man and saves Buttercup from Humperdinck, her would be husband, on her would be wedding night. Quotes“Do I love you? My God, if your love were a grain of sand, mine would be a universe of beaches.” “As you wish...” “Life is pain, Highness. Anyone who tells you differently is selling something.” “To the pain means this: if we duel and you win, death for me. If we duel and I win, life for you. But life on my terms. The first thing you lose will be your feet. Below the ankle. You will have stumps available to use within six months. Then your hands, at the wrists. They heal somewhat quicker. Five months is a fair average. Next your nose. No smell of dawn for you. Followed by your tongue. Deeply cut away. Not even a stump left. And then your left eye. Your ears you keep, so that every shriek of every child shall be yours to cherish—every babe that weeps in fear at your approach, every woman that cries 'Dear God, what is that thing?' will reverberate forever with your perfect ears.” “We are men of action. Lies do not become us.” |