He has been chosen by an entire harem and he flies from them as if pursued by the devil.

I imagine, however, that he'd be rather dangerous if his wings were to get out of order unexpectedly.

But he's nice, isn't he ?" The Princess nodded her head tolerantly.
Her ladyship went on: "I don't want to walk, after all.

Let us sit here in the corridor and count the prisms in the chandeliers.

It's such fun.
I've done it often.