Novel & Cerita Fiona From A Cinderella Story

Dalia’s POV “I told you the gown fits perfectly on you, iha,” Aling Feli said, her grin wide as she stepped back to admire her handiwork. I froze, hands fidgeting at my sides. I wanted to look in the mirror, but my stomach felt like it had joined a rollercoaster ride.

She walks through the bushes and leaves Crescent Moon behind, the half full moon casting bright light along her path until she reached a well hidden cottage behind the woods. She talks gently on the door and it flew open at once. She carefully takes steps inside, ready for any form of danger. "You need not fear, child," I voice said from the darkness "I know exactly why you were here." The voice is fear instilling but instead of cowering in fear, Fiona stepped fully inside confidently. "I am here to see Graziella," Fiona said "the resurrected witch."

She would just get a replacement. “Oh Ariee…” I rested my head on the mopstick. “How did you become this miserable existence?” “Stop slacking, you nitwit!” Fiona snapped. She was rather impatient today. I guess she couldn’t wait to meet her prince charming. Honestly, he was probably a frog in disguise. Those icy sapphire eyes flickered in my head and I shivered. My mistake, your majesty. You are no frog. “You're starting to get on my nerves, Ariee!”

Pat continued to stroke Fiona's hair, trying to offer some comfort to the little girl. "Would you like me to tell you a story?" Pat suggested, hoping to distract Fiona from her worries. Fiona's eyes lit up at the idea. "Yes, please!" she said eagerly. Pat smiled and began to tell a story about a brave princess who went on an adventure to save her kingdom. Fiona listened intently, her worries slowly fading away as she became engrossed in the story.

Ever since Lunaria had seen Cinderella as a kid, she had often wished to get as lucky as her even though she never believed that she was pretty. She knew that Cinderella had gotten the prince because of her charming looks but Sasha had told her otherwise. Sasha had said Cinderella got the prince through her pureheartedness and patience. She had only wanted to attend the ball but she ended up with a prince. And so with Sasha's words, Lunaria had believed that she too would get her prince someday.

She had a bright smile and appeared to be very pleased to see her. She jumped on her with a big hug leaving some of the fairy dust on her that made her feel very energized. “Who are you?” she asked confused at why she was all over her. “I am Queen Fiona, and am so happy to see you I never thought I would see you again ever since you were born my daughter,” she said and Stacey was shocked at what she meant by referring to her as her daughter. “I don’t understand. Where am I?” she asked looking around at how beautiful this place looked, she had never seen a beautiful place like this.

Dexter handed a diamond necklace to her. “It would be very expensive” Joana said. “Nothing would be expensive to the person important to you” he said. Then Dexter returns back to Shayne, in their love nest in the forest. He is now confident Joana, will not going to need him anymore. “What shall we do now, you are getting old fast” Shayne told Dexter. Dexter knows it well, he cannot last long like Shayne, she does not age, and time has no meaning to her, Fairy live long than any man. They are with the nature, who give them power to exist like mountain, hills , valleys and rivers.

"Isn't all this like Cinderella? You are Cinderella, disappearing at midnight and I'm your Prince." Midnight shook his head biting down a chuckle. "Cinderella my ass."

There are two canopy beds placed parallel with each other, still in green. There is a low window, which is left wide open. The light breeze from it gave her some fresh air to calm her constricted heart. Another young fairy is also present, sitting on one of the canopy beds. She automatically stands to give the Princess a hurried curtsy. “Who are you?” Princess Aria asks the two fairies politely but with so much curiosity. This is the first time she has ever seen fairies younger than her. Both look enchantingly pretty. “I am Nadia, my Princess.” The fairy who opened the door for the Princess a while ago answers courteously.

"Sei please talk to me . I can't see you crying like that . I will kill that bastard tomorrow so don't worry ." "No! Don't do anything to him . You will be taken to the court ." "Then tell me about it . I will listen as long as you tell me ." "You won't believe me ." "I will believe everything you say , you just say it . " "Well you see I have the fairy mother's blessings in my voice . " "What!? " "Yes the fairy godmother blessed my voice when I was seven years old . " "You are saying the fairies exist ?" " They do . Do you not believe me ?"