Things Are Never What They Seem...

Cinderella

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Imagine you are the one friend the prince has who is always there to listen to his problems. He admires you and you admire him but just as friends, never anything more.

Like him, at first you were repulsed by the idea of a ball to find a wife for him but after the prince saw Cinderella he was smitten and you were practically beaming for him.

You sit in the royal balcony with the Grand Duke watching the ball go on around you. It is a grand ball, with crystal chandeliers hanging suspended from the ceiling and the floor glittering so much everyone's feet reflected as they were dancing.

Then everything was thrown into chaos as Cinderella dashed through the ballroom and out of the door, hastily followed by the prince, calling out to the maiden who had won his heart.

He was stopped halfway by a gang of giggling village girls and you know right away what you have to do to stop the love of your best friend's life disappearing into the black of night.

You charge off down the hall, through all the people in a rather unladylike fashion and sprint as fast as you can through all the shortcuts throughout the castle you had grown to know over the years.

You can't believe your luck!

There she was frantically running down the hall and out onto the palace steps.

You start to run again faster than you have ever ran before and you make a lunge to save your friend's happiness.

You fall down several stairs and close your eyes because you think you are hurt very badly on the marble steps.

You reach your arms out in a mad idea that maybe this will stop the maiden running into the night.

Your hands clasp around her ankle and you open your eyes.

She is frantically trying to pull away and get away from you. But you need to save your friend.

"Please don't go yet miss! The prince, he loves you!" You say in a desperate plead.

"Let go of me!" She says and shakes her ankle violently and you lose grip on your best friend's true love.

But wait.

In your hand is a glass slipper. Her glass slipper. It must have fallen off when she freed her foot from your tight grip.

Realising her missing shoe, she turns back to reclaim her property but at that moment the palace guards burst through the doors with the Grand Duke.

In fright she flees, faster than ever before.

She dives into her coach and the horses gallop down the lane and out of the gates.

You just sit there on the palace steps with the glass slipper in your hands, your dress torn and blood gushing from your shin from the fall, wide eyed at what just happened.

The prince appears by your side and helps you up. You thank him but then hand him the glass slipper and tell him what happened.

You head back inside with your best friend and wonder about the identity of the girl who held the heart of the prince and also, lest not you forget, the girl who's shoe you'd taken; which was the only key to unlocking her identity and also your friend's eternal happiness.

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