This is my first story. I would appreciate any comments that will praise or will help my work. This story is my own made-up version of the Twelve Dancing Princess. In a way it's kinda like the Disney Version of Beauty and the Beast. Hope you enjoy :)
Prologue
Our story begins a long time ago. Agatha was a princess who loved herself dearly. She took no notice of others and was cruel. She would lie, cheat, steal, and did anything to get what she wanted. To her, no one could compete with her beauty.
On a stormy night, Agatha was walking around the castle, unable to sleep. She happened to walk by the entrance. As she did, there was a knock on the door. Curious, Agatha answered the door to see and ugly old woman.
Not bothering to hide her look of disgust, Agatha snapped, "What?"
"Would you lend me a bed and a meal in exchange of a pair of shoes?" The woman held out a pair of old worn out ballet shoes.
"No," Agatha replied without thinking and was about to close the door when the woman called out, "Please!"
"Did you not hear me the first time, hag? I said 'No'" Agatha said harshly. She stood, waiting for the look of hurt to come across the woman's face but instead; the woman had a sad look in her eyes.
The woman said, "I ask you to reconsider your answer, for this is the last time I will offer you this."
Agatha, angry that she hadn't hurt the woman, grabbed the ballet shoes from the woman hands and threw them in the mud and snarled, "No, now leave!"
The woman shook her head sadly and said, "I was afraid this would happen."
Then suddenly there was a burst of light and where the old ugly woman used to be, was now a beautiful glowing fairy.
"Agatha Powell," The Fairy said in a loud strong voice but it was still as beautiful as the rest of her. "Your heart is black as coal. Some would go as far to say that you do not have a heart. For your punishment, you shall dance every night from dusk to dawn. Your shoes will look like the ones I offered you, after every time you dance."
The Fairy handed the ballet shoes to Agatha and started to turn away but Agatha tried to accept the Fairy's offer but it was too late. The Fairy saw that nothing else could change young Agatha's heart.
"For your pleading, Agatha, your daughters and their daughters and their daughters and all generations, must dance too. The only way to break the curse is to truly love a man and receive his true love too, before their 19th birthday."
And with a puff of smoke she disappeared.
Agatha sat on the stone floor for hours. She came to the conclusion that it couldn't be that bad, but she had no idea what lie ahead of her and her female descendants….