"Then we will break you free." It was not a question. There was an injustice; it had to be righted. That was how things worked, both for Morgana and the prince she could have become. "I could find a rope, perhaps, and attach it to an arrow. Then I could fire it up to you and you could climb down with that."

Not that Morgana had spent large portions of her childhood considering ways to climb out of her window or anything.