Frida ran down the hall and into the ballroom, Manny was following right behind her.

"Wait!" He called. "Wait! Come back!"

But he got mixed up in the hundreds of dancers in the room. Frida ran as fast she could and in her haste she bumped into the king.

"Oh excuse me your highness!" She said.

"That's quite alright." Rodolfo said.

"Thank you for the invitation and also, your son loves you very much and wants you to be happy." Then she continued running, Manny was far behind hoping to catch her.

"Wait! Please!"

She ran down the stairway and in her haste she dropped one of her ruby slippers. She would have grabbed it but dawn was almost here. She got into the carriage and it took off. It was halfway home when the sun came up and the carriage turned back into an old wagon, the horses turned back into doves, the driver and footman turned back into iguanas, and she turned back into her old raggedy self.

When Manny finally made it to the stairway, all he found was her slipper.

"Do any of you know where she went?" Manny asked the guards.

"No sire." They answered.

He looked down at the shoe in his hand. "I will find her, this I swear."

When Frida returned home she went upstairs to her room and collapsed on her bed exhausted. "What a night?" She said. "I can't believe he was the prince and he actually liked me. What do I do now?"

She looked down to see that her ruby slipper still remained, she took it off and smiled at it. "Oh thank you." She sighed. "Thank you so much La Muerte."

Then she got into bed and decided to a few hours of sleep before she had to work again.

...

"Father, I need to find her." Manny pleaded. "I know you want me to marry for status and wealth but I don't think I can."

"I know son." He sighed. "I don't want to force you into this, not anymore."

"So that means I can..."

"Yes. Do you know her name?"

"She goes by Frida but it's not her real name and the only clue to finding her is this." He said holding up the red shoe.

"Then I guess whoever fits it is your girl."

"I just hope no one has the same foot size as her."

Luckily no one did, the slipper was made by magic to only fit Frida's foot. Every girl in the kingdom tried it on but it didn't fit any of them. They wiggled and forced their feet into the shoe, some would put oil their foot so it could slip in easier but it was futile effort.

"Zoe! Wake up!" Carmelita said forcing her daughter out of bed.

"What is it mother?" She asked sleepily.

"A royal decree has been declared that every girl in the kingdom try on the slipper left at the ball by that mystery girl." Carmelita said. "And he might come here."

"So?"

"So whoever the slipper fits, that girl shall be the prince's bride."

Frida dropped her tray in shock.

"What are you doing?! Clean that up!"

"Yes ma'am." Frida said. She picked up the mess quickly. For the rest of the day as Frida did her chores she had a smile on her face. She was so happy which was not unnoticed by her stepfamily.

"Why is she in such a good mood?" Zoe asked.

"I don't know but I will find out." Carmelita said suspiciously.