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The tunnel behind the bookcase was narrow and dark. I could hear the dripping water that was coming from the ceiling all too well. I kept walking forward, confident that there would be light at the end soon enough. I had walked for almost ten minutes before I saw the light. I smiled and started to run towards it. When I stepped into the sun I realized I was now at the back side of the castle, and the town was only steps away from me. I stepped out into the crowds and saw groups of people bustling from place to place along with children running to find meet their parents. I walked around to the different shops and stopped myself when I smelled something heavenly. The bakery was baking fresh bread, and I couldn't stop myself from going inside. There was only one problem, my Aunt Anastasia now worked at the bakery after she married the baker. I was sure that if I went in there she would recognize me and tell my mother that I was there. I was really relying on my disguise at this point to not give me away. I walked into the shop and saw my Aunt and Uncle rolling out dough.
"Everything smells wonderful." I said as I tried to disguise my voice as well.
"Thank you! Would you like a roll? We just took them out of the oven a little while ago." My Uncle said as he handed me the bread. I took a bite and smiled as the taste satisfied my tongue. My Anastasia came up to us and closely looked me in the face.
"Macy! What are you doing in the town? How did you even get here?!" She said as she pulled the bonnet off my head.
"I wanted to see what the town looked like! I'm never allowed here and I figured it was time I should be." I replied as I finished the roll. She brushed through her smooth red hair and thought for a moment. She took my hand and sat me dow beside the baking oven.
"Sweetie, don't you think that if your parents wouldn't let you come here, that there must be a reason?" She said. Maybe she was right, but why would my parents be trying to keep me away from the village ?
"Maybe you're right, but I couldn't help it. I was so tired of seeing all of these things from a window." I told her. She put her arm around me and looked down at my clothes.
"You know, your mother wore those clothes everyday when she worked for your grandmother in the chateau. They fit you perfectly." She said as she smoothed out my apron.
"Maybe I shouldn't be wearing them. Do they bring back bad memories?" I asked her.
"For me it just brings back uncomfortable memories. I was so mean towards her and overtaken by the jealousy and selfishness of our mother. It wasn't until she helped me meet your Uncle that I truly understood how awful I had been." She explained.
"What was my mother like when she was my age?" I asked. My mother never really spoke of her time before becoming a princess, so I figured I should get all the information I could while I had the chance.
"Very determined, but yet fragile all at the same time." She said. We sat there for a half an hour or so discussing different topics, but sadly there was not enough time in the day.
"I suppose I best get back for dinner. My parents will be wondering where I am." I said as I gave my Aunt and Uncle a hug. They bid me goodbye and I ran through the streets to get back to the castle. Carefully I snuck in the back entrance and found myself back in our library.
"Macy! There you are! Your parents are going crazy looking for you! Why are you wearing Cinderelly's old clothes?" Jaq said as he ran up to me.
"Oh...umm...I..."
"Macy!" My parents said as they stood in the doorway looking quite cross. I was so busted.
"Why on earth are you wearing those clothes?" My mother said as she came over and stroked the fabric of the dress.
"Oh...umm...I...well you see.."
"Did you go into the town by yourself?!" My father said as he came over to stand in front of me. I didn't know how to answer. If I told the truth I would get in trouble, and if I lied, well I would get in bigger trouble.
"Okay. Yes I did. But I think it's wrong to keep me away from a place that I will someday rule." I replied to my parents. They dropped their tense shoulders and gave a big sigh. My mother looked at me, and then back to my father. She grabbed his arm and pulled him to the side of the room.
"We both knew this day was going to come. She is almost sixteen, so maybe we should just tell her." I overheard my mother saying. They were keeping something from me, but what on earth was it? I listened in further and heard my father agree. Slowly, they joined hands and walked back over to me. My mother took a deep breath, and I began to to get worried.
"We have something to tell you, Macy." My father said.
"What's going on?" I asked.
What are Cinderella and the Prince going to tell their daughter? Is there great danger lurking in the town? I hope you enjoyed chapter 4! Remember to R and R and follow/favorite!
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