A Cinderella story in Tortall
Hi, believe it or not, I got the idea to write this story from watching Disney's Cinderella. Who would have guessed. Anywayz, I don't own any of Tamora Pierce's characters or Walt Disney's(sorry, had to put that in- I'm deathly afraid of getting sued.) OK so I'll start writing now.
Cast of Characters (Disney to Tortall)
Cinderella - Lady Cosette of Diayn
The Prince - Prince Jason of Conte
Lady Tremain(the stepmother) - the Duchess of Tremain
Anastasia( one of the stepsisters)- Lady Adelaide of Tremain
Drizella(stepsister) - Lady Delany of Tremain
The King - King Jonathan the third
The Grand Duke - Sir Gareth the Younger
The Fairy Godmother - Mage Cynthia of Caynn
Once upon a time, in the peaceful kingdom of Tortall, there lived a man and his daughter. They were very happy, but the man, Sir Michele of Diayn., saw fit to find his daughter a mother. And so he married a young widow, by the name of Duchess Anabella of Tremain who had two young daughters, Adelaide and Delany of Tremain. Sir Michele truly thought the Duchess would make Cosette a good mother, but unfortunately he was terribly wrong. They poor knight died of a sudden yet fatal disease leaving his fortune to his new bride. Only then was the Duchess's true nature revealed. She was cruel and vain, only caring for the welfare of her two selfish daughters. She convinced the young Cosette she was living on the Duchess's charity and forced her to be a servant in her own home as her father's fortunes were squandered on her two stepsisters. And so we pick up our story.
"Co- SETTE!" her stepmother's voice rang throughout the house and probably into the streets. "Co-SETTE!"
Cosette, startled, dropped the book she was reading into the ashes around the kitchen fire. "Oh, pox!" she cried and fished it out. Why did her stepmother have to scream so! Cosette could swear half of Corus knew her name.
"COSETTE!"
"Coming!" Cosette cried. She wiped her sooty hands on a dishtowel. By the sounds of it her stepmother was in the drawing room, probably teaching her stepsisters on how to catch a prince. There was only one unmarried prince left so this was their last chance.
"Finally," Duchess Anabella declared as Cosette entered the drawing room, "Really Cosette, how many times do I have to call you!"
"I am sorry Madame, I--"
"By the looks of it she was probably reading by the fire again," Delany, her stepsister stated, interrupting Cosette. Cosette looked down at herself. She'd been sootier, most of the soot was on her apron, and easier to see than on her dark dress.
"Cosette, really can you not manage to keep yourself clean for five minutes? I may be forced to take your books away." Even though she said it Cosette knew it was impossible. Her stepmother could never take her books away. They were her one possession on earth and there was a whole library full of them. It would be improbable to empty a whole room of books.
"I am sorry Madame, I will try harder to keep clean," she told her stepmother, she really did try to keep clean, it was just hard when they only gave her one candle to read by, forcing her to read by the kitchen fire.
"Well I would hope so," The Duchess said, haughtily, "Now, I want you to wash the floor of the front hall. Adelaide made quite an impression on the Queen yesterday and we might have her visiting today."
"But Madame, I just washed the hall floor three days ago!" Cosette rued her words the second they came out of her mouth, she had learned the hard way not to talk back to her stepmother.
"Well then wash it again! I want to see my face in it!" her stepmother ordered.
Cosette sighed, "Yes, Madame."
"And since you insist on being so impertinent, I want you to rehang the tapestries in the east parlor, they were looking a little dull when Lady Enjorals visited yesterday,"
"Yes, Madame," Cosette sighed again, why couldn't they ever give her one day, just one day all to herself?
"You are dismissed Cosette," Cosette turned to leave, " Oh and change you clothes before they Queen arrives, I don't want her to think we treat our servants shabbily."
"Yes, Madame," Cosette curstied and left the drawing room.
Cosette left the drawing room, but paused and pressed her ear to the door, hoping to find out what Adelaide had done to get the Queen's attention.
"Really Maman, I can't understand why you are to lenient with her!" Adelaide's shrill voice exclaimed.
"Yes Maman," agreed Delany, " if I were you I would have given her a sound lashing."
"I know, I know," sighed her stepmother, "I've always been too soft, its one of my faults."
Cosette softly snorted, "I'd like to see one of them wash the front hall, " Cosette muttered under her breath. She continued her way down the hall, with a sigh, to go find her scrubbing pail.
Hi, believe it or not, I got the idea to write this story from watching Disney's Cinderella. Who would have guessed. Anywayz, I don't own any of Tamora Pierce's characters or Walt Disney's(sorry, had to put that in- I'm deathly afraid of getting sued.) OK so I'll start writing now.
Cast of Characters (Disney to Tortall)
Cinderella - Lady Cosette of Diayn
The Prince - Prince Jason of Conte
Lady Tremain(the stepmother) - the Duchess of Tremain
Anastasia( one of the stepsisters)- Lady Adelaide of Tremain
Drizella(stepsister) - Lady Delany of Tremain
The King - King Jonathan the third
The Grand Duke - Sir Gareth the Younger
The Fairy Godmother - Mage Cynthia of Caynn
Once upon a time, in the peaceful kingdom of Tortall, there lived a man and his daughter. They were very happy, but the man, Sir Michele of Diayn., saw fit to find his daughter a mother. And so he married a young widow, by the name of Duchess Anabella of Tremain who had two young daughters, Adelaide and Delany of Tremain. Sir Michele truly thought the Duchess would make Cosette a good mother, but unfortunately he was terribly wrong. They poor knight died of a sudden yet fatal disease leaving his fortune to his new bride. Only then was the Duchess's true nature revealed. She was cruel and vain, only caring for the welfare of her two selfish daughters. She convinced the young Cosette she was living on the Duchess's charity and forced her to be a servant in her own home as her father's fortunes were squandered on her two stepsisters. And so we pick up our story.
"Co- SETTE!" her stepmother's voice rang throughout the house and probably into the streets. "Co-SETTE!"
Cosette, startled, dropped the book she was reading into the ashes around the kitchen fire. "Oh, pox!" she cried and fished it out. Why did her stepmother have to scream so! Cosette could swear half of Corus knew her name.
"COSETTE!"
"Coming!" Cosette cried. She wiped her sooty hands on a dishtowel. By the sounds of it her stepmother was in the drawing room, probably teaching her stepsisters on how to catch a prince. There was only one unmarried prince left so this was their last chance.
"Finally," Duchess Anabella declared as Cosette entered the drawing room, "Really Cosette, how many times do I have to call you!"
"I am sorry Madame, I--"
"By the looks of it she was probably reading by the fire again," Delany, her stepsister stated, interrupting Cosette. Cosette looked down at herself. She'd been sootier, most of the soot was on her apron, and easier to see than on her dark dress.
"Cosette, really can you not manage to keep yourself clean for five minutes? I may be forced to take your books away." Even though she said it Cosette knew it was impossible. Her stepmother could never take her books away. They were her one possession on earth and there was a whole library full of them. It would be improbable to empty a whole room of books.
"I am sorry Madame, I will try harder to keep clean," she told her stepmother, she really did try to keep clean, it was just hard when they only gave her one candle to read by, forcing her to read by the kitchen fire.
"Well I would hope so," The Duchess said, haughtily, "Now, I want you to wash the floor of the front hall. Adelaide made quite an impression on the Queen yesterday and we might have her visiting today."
"But Madame, I just washed the hall floor three days ago!" Cosette rued her words the second they came out of her mouth, she had learned the hard way not to talk back to her stepmother.
"Well then wash it again! I want to see my face in it!" her stepmother ordered.
Cosette sighed, "Yes, Madame."
"And since you insist on being so impertinent, I want you to rehang the tapestries in the east parlor, they were looking a little dull when Lady Enjorals visited yesterday,"
"Yes, Madame," Cosette sighed again, why couldn't they ever give her one day, just one day all to herself?
"You are dismissed Cosette," Cosette turned to leave, " Oh and change you clothes before they Queen arrives, I don't want her to think we treat our servants shabbily."
"Yes, Madame," Cosette curstied and left the drawing room.
Cosette left the drawing room, but paused and pressed her ear to the door, hoping to find out what Adelaide had done to get the Queen's attention.
"Really Maman, I can't understand why you are to lenient with her!" Adelaide's shrill voice exclaimed.
"Yes Maman," agreed Delany, " if I were you I would have given her a sound lashing."
"I know, I know," sighed her stepmother, "I've always been too soft, its one of my faults."
Cosette softly snorted, "I'd like to see one of them wash the front hall, " Cosette muttered under her breath. She continued her way down the hall, with a sigh, to go find her scrubbing pail.