Intro
It's been eleven years, and I can still remember finding out that my father and Giselle shared "true love's kiss." I was beyond happy, the thought of a princess as my stepmother was the most joyous thing in the world! I was also ecstatic that Nancy wasn't going to be my new mother.
It wasn't like I hated Nancy Tremaine. She was always kind to me; it was only the fact that I was naïve and feared that she would become an evil witch of a mother, like in a fairytale. Daddy always assured me that she wouldn't try to replace my mother; he only didn't realize that wasn't my concern at all. I didn't want to have to become like Cinderella or Snow White… an indentured servant being mentally abused until my Prince Charming came to my rescue. And what's more, what if my Prince never came to my rescue? What then?
But the fact that Giselle is with us, I will never have to long for a rescue. All I have to worry about is finding a boyfriend, forget Prince Charming. I'm not in Giselle's Andalasia; there is no Prince in New York City.
