The Beauty

A beautiful girl with stunning blonde hair pushed the gigantic oak doors of the castle`s ballroom open. The steward was long gone and there was no one to announce the girl so began her journey down the long Grand Staircase. Seemingly floating down the Grand Staircase, her feet looked as if they never touched the cold white marble of the stairs. It went silent, dancing ceased and people turned to openly stare at the exquisite girl who was slowly make her way to the ballroom floor. As she stepped off the last stair one of her shoes became visible. Making a quiet sound as it touched the dance floor, the resplendent glass shoe shone, for just a second before being covered by the folds of the beauty`s shimmering blue gown. Seeming to almost glow, the gown it`s self almost matched the beauty of young women who wore it, almost. All the other finery in the room seemed to dim in comparison to this brilliant dress. Music resumed and the dancing started up again, but everyone felt the shift in the mood. Dropping his previous partners hand, the Prince, started across the dance floor to the beautiful girls side. He extended his arm to her as a slow song began and she accepted it. Jealous eyes followed the new comer as she danced with the Prince, but the she was oblivious.

No words were exchanged between the two over the many dances they shared; only nods and fleeting smiles. At the loud bong of castle clock striking midnight, the girl gave a start and pulled away from the Prince. Gathering up her skirts and dashing around the many partners on the ballroom floor. The beauty ran up the stairs, her long golden blonde hair falling out of it`s complicated knot. Tripping and falling, one of her tiny glass shoes fell off. Quickly pulling herself to her feet again, the girl ran the rest of the way up the steps. The Prince, whom had been following chasing after her halted, as the huge wooden doors slammed behind his dance partner. Crouching on the stairs, he gently caressed the small, shimmering shoe. Carefully lifting the shimmering piece of footwear from the cold marble, the Prince exited the ballroom. "I`ll find you." He whispered, looking after the stunning girl whom the Prince had fallen in love with from the moment he saw her.