hey, thanks to the people who reviewed. Sorry I haven't update for a while, but well English papers suck! How many papers can one do on Romeo and Juliet? Honestly, its ridiculous! We've already done three with a fourth one due on the18! This much stress can't be healthy! Right Natasha? Yeah! - On a happier note I just burnt the pizza I was making to a nice black crisp. Yummy! I forgot all about it when I was listening to the sound track of Godspell 'Pre-e-e-pare ye the way of the Lord!' Anyways, I guess I should stop ranting now and write.
A Cinderella story in Tortall: part two
'Bong!!' The doorbell echoed through the townhouse. Cosette nervously straightened her perfectly clean green dress as she walked through the emaculate front hall. Butterflies fluttered in her stomach. She was about to meet the Queen of Tortall. She took a deep breath and pulled open the massive front door.
But instead of seeing the Queen or a groomsman to announce the Queen all she saw was a small page in royal livery.
"M-may I help you?" she asked the page, swallowing her disappointment
He stared at her with wide hazel eyes. "Um yes, um-This is for the ladies of the house," he shoved a sealed parchment into her hand, "It's an invitation to a ball."
Cosette smiled at him, his awkwardness amused her, "Thank you," she told him.
The page blushed and bowed then hurried away. Cosette smiled as she closed the door and headed for the sunroom where her stepmother and stepsisters waited the arrival of the Queen, she didn't relish in telling them the doorbell hadn't been Queen Thayet.
She knocked on the sunroom door and was answered by her stepmother's voice, melodic not knowing it was only Cosette. Cosette entered the room; alone.
Her stepmother swept into a deep curtsy, "You're majesty, I-"
"Where's the Queen?" Adelaide asked.
"She not here," Cosette told her.
"Well then who was at the door?" Her stepmother rose from her curtsey a little humiliated, imagine curtsying for lowly Cosette! and calling her 'your majesty' how embarrassing!
"A page. He gave me this," she gave her stepmother the invitation.
The Duchess scowled, but as she read the letter she scowl slowly vanished. "Girls. Girls! Listen to this: 'By royal order all eligible ladies of noble birth are invited to attend a ball in three days of time in honor of Prince Jason's return from his travels '!"
"Why that means I can go too!" Cosette cried.
The other women stared at her, "You!" gasped Delany.
"Well why not?" Cosette asked indignantly raising her chin, "It says 'all eligible ladies of noble birth' and I am still the Lady of Diayn."
"She's right it does mean she can go," Duchess Anabella said stiffly.
"What!?" Adelaide gasped. "But Maman-" Delany protested.
The Duchess's eyes narrowed as she looked at Cosette, perhaps for the first time. Cosette had more beauty than both her daughters together, even in the rags she dressed in. Dressed in the right color and dress she could be a force to be reckoned with when competing for the Prince. "If," the duchess continued, "she finishes all her chores," the duchess's eyes swept Cosette's clothing," and if she can find something suitable to wear."
Cosette's heart lept with joy, "Oh I'm sure I can! Oh thank you stepmother!" Cosette rushed from the room.
Delany and Adelaide stared at their mother, "Maman, are you crazy?" Adelaide asked, "Cosette go to a ball?"
"Yes, Maman," persisted Delany, "How could you tell her she could go?"
"I didn't tell her she could go," their mother said deviously, "I said 'if'"
"Oh if," Delany said. The three chuckled.
OK that was a total recreation of the Disney version so I'm sorry. please review!
A Cinderella story in Tortall: part two
'Bong!!' The doorbell echoed through the townhouse. Cosette nervously straightened her perfectly clean green dress as she walked through the emaculate front hall. Butterflies fluttered in her stomach. She was about to meet the Queen of Tortall. She took a deep breath and pulled open the massive front door.
But instead of seeing the Queen or a groomsman to announce the Queen all she saw was a small page in royal livery.
"M-may I help you?" she asked the page, swallowing her disappointment
He stared at her with wide hazel eyes. "Um yes, um-This is for the ladies of the house," he shoved a sealed parchment into her hand, "It's an invitation to a ball."
Cosette smiled at him, his awkwardness amused her, "Thank you," she told him.
The page blushed and bowed then hurried away. Cosette smiled as she closed the door and headed for the sunroom where her stepmother and stepsisters waited the arrival of the Queen, she didn't relish in telling them the doorbell hadn't been Queen Thayet.
She knocked on the sunroom door and was answered by her stepmother's voice, melodic not knowing it was only Cosette. Cosette entered the room; alone.
Her stepmother swept into a deep curtsy, "You're majesty, I-"
"Where's the Queen?" Adelaide asked.
"She not here," Cosette told her.
"Well then who was at the door?" Her stepmother rose from her curtsey a little humiliated, imagine curtsying for lowly Cosette! and calling her 'your majesty' how embarrassing!
"A page. He gave me this," she gave her stepmother the invitation.
The Duchess scowled, but as she read the letter she scowl slowly vanished. "Girls. Girls! Listen to this: 'By royal order all eligible ladies of noble birth are invited to attend a ball in three days of time in honor of Prince Jason's return from his travels '!"
"Why that means I can go too!" Cosette cried.
The other women stared at her, "You!" gasped Delany.
"Well why not?" Cosette asked indignantly raising her chin, "It says 'all eligible ladies of noble birth' and I am still the Lady of Diayn."
"She's right it does mean she can go," Duchess Anabella said stiffly.
"What!?" Adelaide gasped. "But Maman-" Delany protested.
The Duchess's eyes narrowed as she looked at Cosette, perhaps for the first time. Cosette had more beauty than both her daughters together, even in the rags she dressed in. Dressed in the right color and dress she could be a force to be reckoned with when competing for the Prince. "If," the duchess continued, "she finishes all her chores," the duchess's eyes swept Cosette's clothing," and if she can find something suitable to wear."
Cosette's heart lept with joy, "Oh I'm sure I can! Oh thank you stepmother!" Cosette rushed from the room.
Delany and Adelaide stared at their mother, "Maman, are you crazy?" Adelaide asked, "Cosette go to a ball?"
"Yes, Maman," persisted Delany, "How could you tell her she could go?"
"I didn't tell her she could go," their mother said deviously, "I said 'if'"
"Oh if," Delany said. The three chuckled.
OK that was a total recreation of the Disney version so I'm sorry. please review!
