The Violet Star from Cornelius Coburn's blog

So the prince endured; the seasons came and went in the absence of his one true love for this lifetime. Often he would conduct magic rituals in her memory, as this brought her spirit close to him, and he could feel her presence.

In days past when they were as one he would also perform rituals, and the princess was quite fond of this which he never quite fully understood, her being so very intelligent and quite well read; him being a beginning practitioner of the ineffable.

He could only surmise that the knowledge he had acquired through contemplation, and the uniqueness of his practice among other more mundane things was what she fancied. He always knew she was privy to his workings, but kept quiet about such things as he did enjoy her presence.