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Her chest tightened at the thought. A knock at the door pulled her from her spiraling thoughts. She opened it to find a delivery man holding an elegant black garment bag. “Delivery for Emily Monroe,” he said with a polite smile. She blinked in surprise. “That’s me.” He handed it over with a nod. “Enjoy your evening, Miss Monroe.” Emily closed the door, curiosity piqued. She unzipped the bag to reveal a breathtaking emerald-green gown made of silk that shimmered under the dim apartment light. A note was pinned to the bodice.

"You’ve destroyed your own family for a chair." "I saved the empire from a senile old man and a social climber," he countered. He reached out, his fingers grazing my chin. I flinched away. He smiled. "Go back to the gutter, Ella. Let’s see how long the 'Queen' lasts without her crown." "You look like a drowned rat that fell into a glitter factory," Lila said, her voice cracking as she pulled me into her tiny, one-bedroom apartment. The smell of cheap incense and old laundry was a physical shock after the lilies and sandalwood of the estate. I collapsed onto her sagging velvet sofa, the silver dress crinkling beneath me.

The guard continue to say. "Just go do what I asked"Aurora says grimacing, she watched as the guards stared at eachother in confusion. Then suddenly one of them raced into the castle. Few minutes later, Cindy rushes out of the palace. She looks different, different from the Cinderella she had met in the woods. With the blissful expression and the happy aura emitting from this Cindy, it's so obvious that she's really doing well. She isn't the Cindy that cried in the middle of the dark woods because she was jilted by her former lover, she isn't the Cindy that was worked to the bones by her wicked stepmother and sisters. She's the Cindy that's now the queen of Nevera, she looks lovely in a blue

She felt a little guilty about not purchasing from her workplace, but the shoes had been too perfect to pass up. She slid them on, feeling a little bit like Cinderella putting on a glass slipper. She needed to complete the transformation, though. Kat took her hair out of the ponytail, shaking the long dark tresses free before taking off the cardigan and stuffing it in her bag. If she got cold, she’d just have to dance to warm up. She felt like a new, better version of herself. This was how she saw herself and she was going to show everyone else this fun and carefree side of her.

His wolf mutters delightedly. ‘Perfect.’ The palace looms ahead. It wasn’t just a normal palace like in Cinderella, or Aladdin. No. This one was alive. With stones that seemed to breathe, vines that pulsed like veins and shadows that moved in a coercive dance, tempting passers by to spill all their secrets in hopes they would catch new information. The walls themselves held stories, etched and woven intricately into beautiful tapestries that shifted now and then. It all seemed eerily enticing. And in all honesty—it was.

Anne and Sarah said at the same time. They forgot that Sultan Carl did say to them and their mother that they were not going to call Ella (Rosabella) 'Cinderella.' But they did not know that the head of the Palace overheard them, and he is the Beast. But what everyone did not know was that Sultan Carl is the Beast until 7 p.m. as he turned into a human and has turned back into a Beast at 7 a.m. The two servants were assigned to Luke and Paige. Paige or Luke did not complain about them, but Paige ordered them as she was unkind and spiteful.

Her make up was done perfectly complimenting her already beautiful facial features, her jawline, soft looking lips and pointed nose. “Mummy! You look like a princess!” Eleanour exclaimed as Terra stepped out of the room after wearing her white gloves and the stylist helping her with her heels. Cinderella theme? Girl, I am a modern Cinderella! And it's quite ironic that the organizer of this event was no one other than the evil stepmother. Terra thought to herself and even chuckled at her thought though she strongly believed that was an amazing comparison. “She looks better than Cinderella!” Eric commented walking towards Terra and they both embraced her.

In the heart of the realm stood the majestic ELENDOR Castle, its spires reaching toward the heavens. Inside the castle's grand halls, ELARA walked with a sense of purpose. She had returned after a long journey, eager to reunite with her friends and mentors. As she stepped into the Royal Hall, she was greeted by the warm smiles of QUEEN AMALIA and MENTOR AERON. "Welcome back, Elara," QUEEN AMALIA said, her regal presence radiating warmth. "It's been too long." ELARA bowed respectfully. "Thank you, Your Majesty. It's an honor to be home."

I said. The princes chuckled and led us to a pair of big brown doors. Prince Jayden pushed them open, and I gawked at the place. This was the throne room: it was so big. Elsa's was tiny, and her throne was nowhere as big as the golden ones on the high platform in front of us. Cinderella's throne room was big, but not as big as this either.

Before I could even start feeling sad, she quickly added, "Didn't you say you were looking for a job? I have one that's perfect for you." She handed me a job ad, her cheeks still pink. "It's an amazing job. That's actually how I met my boyfriend…" After saying that, she gave me a warm kiss on the cheek, grabbed her bag, and rushed out the door. "Wish me luck! When I get married, you have to be my maid of honor." Being broke left me with no choice but to apply for this very strange job. The place listed in the ad was a luxury mansion, with a stunning garden spread across the front yard. Dozens of large dogs were lying around the garden in small groups, lazily sunbathing.