cinderella | sting x reader

Chapter 19- Slipper at the (l/n) Estate

"Oh you can't do this, you just can't! Let me out! You must let me out! You can't keep me in here!" My voice became more desperate as I banged on the door. "Please!"

But I knew she wouldn't open the door.

Minerva just was like that. She... she only cared for herself. And her daughter's well being, but she had no respect for anyone else.

She even married my father, only to gain all his money and wealth when he died.

I mean, of course that would happen- I knew my father hadn't written his will yet. He still had too much life in him, and he wasn't ready to die yet.

And all that money was spend on appearance, leaving a single person to take care of everything else.

If there was one thing I was thankful for, she taught me how to live and survive on my own.

But I will never admit it.

And now she wants to take Sting away from me. For someone like Sherry and Sherria.

An image popped into my mind of the pinkette each having their arm linked through Sting's, and I shook it away immediately. Sting wouldn't... but if the shoe fits... then has to.

He's forcing himself to marry the person that fits the shoe, and... that could be anyone.

Minerva said... he wanted to marry me.

"Please!" I cried one last time, banging my fist on the door. I clenched my teeth tightly together, the action not stopping the burning, hot tears from flowing down my dirty cheeks.

*

Minerva's scarlet dress glided down each step behind her, smirking to herself triumphantly. No one will hear her from up there... she thought as she entered the living room.

"No, please, please..." the stepmother could hear her step child sobbing from above, and the woman rolled her eyes.

How dare she think she has any right to the Prince after just one dance? And that he wants marry her? God, Sherry and Sherria are much better candidates- she's just a country girl. Cinder will be laughed at by the kingdom. She has no idea how to act like a Royal Princess.

With another sly smirk, she slipped the thick bronze key into a pocket at the side of her dress and went down to meet her daughters.

Mice screeched incoherent words, sounding almost like 'we have to get that key, Vivi!' and 'I'll beat her up Lyly!'.

*

"Why do we have to go on searching duty?" Orga whined, rubbing his hand violently at the back of his ear. "And I'm so itchy, I haven't slept since last night!" he slumped even more on the saddle, earning an irritated neigh from his horse.

Rufus tutted. "Orga, we have our orders and we will complete them."

"Easy for you to say, with your whole warm get up... It's freaking cold at night, man," the bluenette responded grouchily.

His companion eyed him. "Well I'm sorry for bothering to wear a shirt."

"I'm sorry that I'm not wearing a freaky mask that makes me look like I'm auditioning for a drama role."

"At least I'm not wearing teeth around my neck!"

Orga frowned, fidgeting with a large finger on his necklace. "They're not teeth..." he mumbled, a sad tone to his voice. Short story short, Rufus won the fight like always.

They were riding in the countryside to the last destination, to an estate owned by Master (l/n), a good friend of the King's.

Four horses were riding behind them in pairs, each fitted with a Royal Knight's soldier. One was in between those two pairs, a single horse with a short man on it, carrying the glass slipper.

The two were silent for a while, when Rufus broke it when they were almost at their doorstep. "I wonder why the Prince didn't tell us her name..." he thought out loud.

Orga raised an eyebrow underneath his black bandana. "I thought he didn't know her name?"

Rufus didn't respond until they were at the (l/n) estate, dismounting. The short man ran up to them, blowing loudly into a trumpet, showing their arrival.

*

Virgo and Lyra we're on the windowsill, their snouts pointing towards the horses. They looked at each other, determination in their mousy eyes and nodded.

Not a moment before they left, Sherry and Sherria pressed their noses eagerly against the upstairs window.

Must have looked really weird from outside.

Thankfully, the Royal Knights didn't notice and continued standing in their official stance.

The girls squealed in excitement, holding up their dresses so they wouldn't trip and made their way downstairs.

"Mother! Mother! They're here!" Sherry cried, barging infront of her sister. She earned a glare from the latter, and they went straight to the mirror.

Sherry pulled down the neckline of the dress, revealing more skin and ran her fingers through her tied up hair.

Sherria came up from behind her, looking beautiful in a white-lace dress and pushed her aside. The older sister immediately went for the powder, applying it to her face in quick dabs. Nose, apples of her cheeks, then her forehead.

"Now remember girls, this is your last chance. Don't fail me."

Minerva elgantly opens the door, keeping her face completely neutral.

The short man hobbles in, before blowing on his trumpet in two short puffs. "Announcing his imperial grace, the grand Duke!"

A blond haired man enters the room, clad in red and wearing a large hat with a feather.

"Welcome to our humble home," Minerva curtsies, that unusual smile playing on her lips.

Rufus bows, thanking her.

"May I present my daughters," Sherry and Sherria smile and bat their eyelashes at Rufus, who stays emotionless. "Sherry and Sherria," they both curtsy, murmuring a 'your grace,'.

"His grace will read the royal proclamation!" the shortie yelled, and Orga entered the room, leaning against a pillar at the beginning of the stairs.

The two Royal Knights come in as well, two at each side of the door.

"All loyal subjects of his Imperial Majesty are hereby notified by royal proclamation that in regard to a certain glass slipper..."

"Why, that's my slipper!"

lol im writing this chapter right after i posted chp. 18. while shaving my legs.

#NOTWEIRDATALL

HA IM MAKING THIS SHORTER THAN THE LAST SINCE IT WAS 300 WORDS TOO LONG BUT THIS CHAPTER ISNT REALLY SHORT EITHER SINCE ITS THE NORMAL AMOUNT I USUALLY WRITE HHAHAHAAAA DONT MIND ME PLS