![]() Who was that lovely maiden stepping down the stairs? She held her head tall and looked as if she belonged. "Look!" Someone pointed to the front door. Yet after he said “hello,” one by one, he could find nothing more to say. “Look around you! You could not ask for finer maidens than these.” “Why do you have that sad look on your face?” the Queen said to her son. Over at the ball, the Prince did not know what to think. And there were her driver and four horses before her, waiting. "Did that even happen?" But there she stood in a fine gown, and with a golden band in her hair. “My work is done.” And with that, the Fairy Godmother was gone.Ĭinderella looked around her. “Then I must be sure to leave the ball before midnight!” said Cinderella. ![]() Everything will go back to how it was before.” Tonight, at the stroke of midnight, it will all be over.
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