Lindsey opened her eyes. They were hard to open with all the cake lodged on her eyelids. She got up and looked down at her once purple dress. The entire front of her dress was now white.

I guess I'll never wear this again.

What about Mia and Michael? Were they hurt? Did they look as bad as she did?

She took a deep breath to calm herself, and then turned and then turned around. Mia and Michael were both on the ground. They both had cake smudged on their faces, necks and shoulders. Mia's tiara and veil were missing as well. But both Mia and Michael looked cleaner than Lindsey did at the moment. However, Lindsey could not decipher Mia and Michael's facial expressions as they turned towards her, as only their eyes were visible.

The hall was completely, painfully silent for several seconds. Then Lindsey heard footsteps coming toward her at a brisk pace.

The footsteps stopped. Queen Clarisse Renaldo stared at Lindsey with a more unpleasant demeanor than Simon Cowell when he booted Lindsey off of America's Got Talent or Arthur Dumont, the violin instructor who told Lindsey, "You have wasted enough of my time. Get in your little white car, and don't ever come back."

All Lindsey could say was, "This was all my fault. I'm so sorry. Do what you want with me, but let Kit and Nolan stay."

An intimidating bald man told Lindsey, "You need to come with me," in a voice that sounded like one of the secondary characters on the TV sitcom Last Man Standing. He took her hand and Lindsey followed, feeling powerless to resist.

They began moving towards the same door that Mia and Michael entered.

Go ahead. Throw me out. Get it over with.

Lindsey braced herself for a rough shove.

The rough shove did not happen.

Instead, they took a left turn down a hallway. At the end of the hallway was a staircase leading downward. They went down the staircase, down another hallway and came to a door.

The man opened the door for her like a gentleman. It was as if he had completely forgotten what had happened earlier. The door lead to a bathroom white marble everywhere, two sinks, and a luxurious bathtub.

"Clean yourself up. I'll get you something more presentable to wear," the man said.

Lindsey walked in and closed the door behind her. This kind gesture truly astonished her. But it did not make her feel any better.

At least I'll have clean clothes when I get exiled from Genovia.

As she washed up, her mood improved somewhat. She started by filling the tub with water, and then licking the cake off of her fingers. Then she proceeded to wash her hair and the rest of her body.

When she drained the bathtub, she noticed that there was a lot of cake residue on the basin and the faucet handles. So she wiped if off with toilet paper, which she discarded into the toilet. Finally, she washed her hands and dried off.

There was a knock at the door. Lindsey's heart rate shot up. She quickly threw on a bathrobe. She expected the worst.

Instead she got the best when she opened the door.

Mia was standing there, pristine and cake-free. She was wearing her tiara and veil again, but she was wearing a different dress, an simpler, narrower light blue dress with a collar around the back of her neck.

And the most amazing part? She was smiling as she told Lindsey, "Thanks for serving us our cake ahead of schedule."

"You're welcome," Lindsey answered. "Just...just give me some clothes and a pair of shoes and I'll leave and never come back to your country ever again, I promise."

"Why would you want to leave before the end of the reception?" Mia asked.

"Well, don't your husband and your mother and everyone else hate me right now? In fact, I'm shocked that you're being so nice about all this."

"The queen is actually my grandmother," answered Mia. "And you should have seen the catastrophe I caused at my first state dinner. If my grandmother is okay with letting me continue as heir to the throne of Genovia after that, I'm okay with letting you continue to play music at my wedding reception. Besides, Kit and Drew don't sound as good without you."

With those words, Lindsey's guilt disappeared. Mia took Lindsey into her bedroom and found a dress for Lindsey to wear. It was a red ballgown with a poufy skirt. Lindsey also put on high heels-normal ones this time.

Lindsey and Mia returned to the reception hall. It was good to see Mia reunited with Michael, who was now wearing a more ordinary black tuxedo. She continued to play gracefully, waltzing and sometimes twirling on one foot as she played. When Mia and Michael left, she played her song "Take Flight."

Lindsey, Kit and Drew packed up their equipment, and were given a ride to their hotel room. From the hotel room, they then headed for the airport to catch a plane home. When Lindsey took her seat aboard the plane, she closed her eyes and silently prayed. She asked God to forgive her for failing to stop the Genovian royal wedding cake from falling on the bride and groom, and also thanked God for showing her that the Princess of Genovia was just as imperfect and human as she was, if not more so. Then she realized something. If she had stopped the cake from falling, she would not have learned as much about Mia Thermopolis and the Genovian royal palace as she did. She never in her wildest dreams imagined that Mia caused the same kind of disaster that Lindsey caused.

Sometimes the worst parts of life lead to the best.

The End. Please review this story if you get a chance.

All factual information about Lindsey Stirling comes from Wikipedia and her book "The Only Pirate At The Party".