fan fiction, sleeping beauty

princess philip wathed the three magical beings bicker amongst themselves as they forgot hi. sighing,shedding a few tears at the regretful and wasteful lost of the most beautiful princess in the land. Phillip stood and wiped his sword before sheathing it. he quietly left the tallest tower and headed back to his faithful white horse, samson. With a last gance back up at the window, he growned and told his noble steed,"well, there goes one naive, attractive damsel whose dress i could have slipped under". What is his intention