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*This is the story after the wedding. I pick up with Hattie, and each chapter will be a different person/story. Please, please, please, please, please review this for me. 1st story I've ever written.*
"Curse Ella, she's ruined everything for me," Hattie thought, rolling in a carriage back to her manor, "She broke the curse, she stole Char from my grasp, and she took back that beautiful necklace! Oh well, I can still say I'm the stepsister of the Queen, even if she won't call herself that." Hattie had been "celebrating" her stepsister's marriage in the streets, as none of her kin had been invited to the actual wedding.
"We're here, miss," said the driver, as the carriage pulled up to the door.
"Well aren't you going to open the door and help me out!" She said all this with that ever steady grin on her rabbit like face.
"Of course, miss, sorry, miss."
"That's better. I wonder if Olive is home," she marveled. Hattie figured she might be able to persuade her simple minded sister into brushing her hair for her.
"Sorry, miss, she's out with that fellow she met at the celebrations today. Isn't it wonderful, I believe they've eloped. Both of your sisters married in one day, and both younger than yourself."
Hattie stormed inside pondering this statement. She concluded that she would have to marry someone very soon.
*We know that Hattie never marries, but what will happen instead?*
*This is the story after the wedding. I pick up with Hattie, and each chapter will be a different person/story. Please, please, please, please, please review this for me. 1st story I've ever written.*
"Curse Ella, she's ruined everything for me," Hattie thought, rolling in a carriage back to her manor, "She broke the curse, she stole Char from my grasp, and she took back that beautiful necklace! Oh well, I can still say I'm the stepsister of the Queen, even if she won't call herself that." Hattie had been "celebrating" her stepsister's marriage in the streets, as none of her kin had been invited to the actual wedding.
"We're here, miss," said the driver, as the carriage pulled up to the door.
"Well aren't you going to open the door and help me out!" She said all this with that ever steady grin on her rabbit like face.
"Of course, miss, sorry, miss."
"That's better. I wonder if Olive is home," she marveled. Hattie figured she might be able to persuade her simple minded sister into brushing her hair for her.
"Sorry, miss, she's out with that fellow she met at the celebrations today. Isn't it wonderful, I believe they've eloped. Both of your sisters married in one day, and both younger than yourself."
Hattie stormed inside pondering this statement. She concluded that she would have to marry someone very soon.
*We know that Hattie never marries, but what will happen instead?*
