Drizella's POV
Knock knock knock. I heard the rap on the door. Mother banged on the keys of our piano. Anastasia got a sympathetic look on her face. I knew who had knocked. It was my stepsister, Cinderella. Surely she knows by now never to interrupt our music lessons, I thought. Mother was always cruel when she knocked. Once, she forced Cinderella to eat a nasty spider! I still have nightmares about that. Mother said,
"Come in, my darling."
Cinderella walked in with a letter. Mother began to shout, but Cinderella interrupted her.
"I am so, so sorry, Stepmother, but it was urgent! It's a letter from the palace!"
My head began to spin. From the palace? I snatched the letter, but my sister pulled it away from me. Mother swooped it out of our hands.
"I will read it!" she commanded.
She read it out loud to us three girls.
"You are invited to a ball-"
"A BALL!" I echoed.
"In honor of the prince-"
"THE PRINCE!" I cried.
"And every eligible maiden is invited to attend!" Mother finished.
Anastasia and I jumped up and down. "We will get to wear our beautiful dresses!" I shrieked excitedly.
"Oh, and I'm so eligible!" Anastasia cried.
If I would have been looking at Mother, I would have noticed the gleam in her eyes.
Suddenly, Cinderella piped up, "Every eligible maiden? Why, that means I can go too!"
Mother turned to stare at her. "You?" she said with an angry look.