Prologue:

I could hear the pitter patter of tiny feet as they hit the stone covered floor. I glance into my arms where my own child sleeps, and smile as I hear a sigh escape her tiny body. Elmont comes and stands behind me, his arms encircling my waist as he looks over my shoulder to gaze upon our sleeping angel.

"She's finally asleep..." he whispers in my ear with a kiss to my temple. I simply hum in reply as I lean back farther into his embrace, too exhausted from a lack of sleep and the challenges of new motherhood to say anything.

A soft knock sounds at the door and Elmont and I turn towards it. We share a look and a soft smile, knowing who it is already.

I walk across the room to the rocking chair in the corner as Elmont goes to open the door in the other room. A few moments later Isabelle is tip toeing into the room her own children close behind her.

"Should we leave you?" she questions with a worried frown. I shake my head no and motion them further into the room. My godchildren, James and Elizabeth, love their new little playmate, but I can tell that they miss having their indulgent godmother spoiling them.

"You look tired... We should let you sleep."

"I won't sleep even if you leave me."

"And why is that?" questions my husband, with a disapproving frown, as he enters the room followed by Jack.

I smile softly, "I'm too awake, besides there are two children here with a request."

I could tell by way they were shuffling their feet they wanted to ask me something.

They look up and burst out, "Will you tell us a bedtime story?!"

"Oh! No she needs her rest!" exclaims Isabelle.

I merely shake my head no and walk over toward the crib where I set my angel down.

"Darling? Will you keep an eye on Olivia while I tell them a story?"

"Love... you really do need to rest, you look exhausted." I turned toward him with a frown and a glare.

He clears his throat and looks down at me, "I'll keep an eye on her."

I smile sweetly up at him, "Thank you," I murmur, before I give him a chaste kiss.

The children cheer quietly and grab my hand before they bounce out of the room with me in tow. I follow them into their bed chamber and tuck them in.

"Now what story would you like for me to tell you?"

"A new story!" Exclaims Elizabeth, "With lots of romance!"

"No way! I want a war story!" James yells as he stands on the bed and begins to swing is small wooden sword around.

"Hmm... Well... How about "Cinderella?""

"There is no fighting in Cinderella!" pouts James as he drops down onto the bed, making it bounce.

"Well I want to hear the story!" says Elizabeth haughtly.

"Well... my Cinderella has lots of fighting and lots of romance so you should both be happy."

A moment later Elmont comes walking into the room carrying Olivia close to him.

"She knows when you aren't there, you know this right?" he sighs as settles himself into a chair with our child in his arms. I look over and smile fondly at him and the coos coming from our little miracle.

Jack and Isabelle rush into the room, "Have we missed anything?!" exclaims Jack as the two make themselves comfortable on the window seat. I smile and shake my head, 'just like old times.'

"No, I was just about to start."

"What story will you be telling tonight?" Questions Jack.

"Cinderella."

"You don't even like Cinderella, why would you tell that story?" Inquires Elmont with a furrowed brow.

"Why don't you like Cinderella?" questions Elizabeth with a small frown not unlike her mother's when she is thinking about something.

"Because the stories are all wrong, Cinderella did so much more than merely go to a ball and charm a handsome prince. Actually, it wasn't even a prince at all... it was a handsome knight...

Thank you for reading! I hoped you enjoyed the first chapter of my Elmont story! Please review and let me know what you think!