One Cinderella down...
The next day at noon, Magnum brought Cindy to the town square. The lad from before came and gestured them to follow. He led them through the marketplace to and rural part of town. A river flowed just ahead; two gentlemen stood on the bank in deep conversation. "Master! A' told ye I could do it!" yelled the boy, grinning while quickening his steps.
"Your skills are proven to be correct once again Torrie." Magnum heard one say, and guessed him to be the prince.
As they approached, the prince bowed to Cindy. "My lady, would you care to accompany me in a walk?"
"The honor would be mine your highness," replied Cindy. Magnum watched as the two walked off, happily. One in rags and the other in richly decorated cloths. I should have done something to her cloths.
One More to go...
"May I have the honor to know who this wonderful but forgetful enchanter is?" Magnum heard someone say.
She blushed and turned, "Magnum sir... and you are Torrie?"
"The one and only," he chuckled, laughter pouring from his eyes. "Torrie, the seer; though it surprises me not to have heard of a Magnum until only days ago."
"Have you heard of a Guadalupe? "asked Magnum as she draws out the necklace.
It wasn't the necklace that got his attention, but the scars on her hands. "He is dead now," he whispered.
"Papa?"
He nodded.
Tears once again fell on her face. Images of her father flashed across her mind. I'm forever haunted by my father's shadow. Magnum felt two fingers lifting her chin up, and another wiping her tears away.
"It's not your fault," he whispered. "It is because of you, that Cindy is happy. Her step family is now sentenced to a lifelong servant work."
Magnum forced a smile.
"Your papa is happy now, with your mother," he tried again.
"You think so?"
"Yes, I'm sure..." said Torie as he added a reassuring hug. "Come, you're now apart of court, as the baroness of Cornwell."
Magnum felt she wanted forever in his embrace; somehow, it felt right to her. "Are we friends then?"
"That we are..." said Torie, grinning. "Maybe even more, not even a great seer can predict that."