Alright all my faithful readers, this is the final chapter before the ball, enjoy it b/c the next chapter will be very long, but exciting b/c u will never guess what happens.
Chapter 5
On the day of the ball I was frantically running around helping the terrible two prepare for the ball.
Adele's dress was a russet brown that brought out her eyes and hair. I fixed her hair in a tall bun with braids encircling it. I placed a small, crystal tiara to give it some decoration. "For once, Ella, you did something right," she sneered as she looked into the mirror. "Tell Anna to come and help me with my rogue. You are dismissed."
I bowed and headed toward Cyrille's room. I entered to find Cyrille admiring Anna's work in the mirror. 'Anna," I said in a quiet, lilting voice, "Lady Adele would like you to attend to her." She bowed to Cyrille, and with a wave of her hand, Anna was dismissed.
"Come, Ella, arrange my hair," Cyrille demanded regally, as if she were already queen. I picked up the brush and began arranging her thick, auburn waves. '"You know," she said smugly, "For once I pity you." She looked at my through the mirror, waiting for a response. I did not give her one. I did not care for nor need her useless pity.
"Really, missus?" I asked, pretending to be surprised and interested. "Why ever would you pity a poor maid?"
'Oh, stop being coy with me, Ella! You know you are beautiful. You have an aurora about you that attracts both males and females. You are like the seductive Helen of Troy; you influence men and twist them around your slender, little finger."
"If the prince saw you, he would be smitten with you. That is why you are not accompanying us. Have fun cleaning the kitchen and sweeping the cinders, Ella."
She smirked and inspected her hair in the mirror, which I had braided. I placed a deep, red rose at the end to match her burgundy dress.
"It's satisfactory, I suppose," she muttered as she grabbed her cape and ran down the grand staircase. I looked over the balcony to see Adele and Cyrille put on their masks and hop into the neat, stylish carriage. The coachmen lashed the reigns and they were off.
I smiled and walked to my room. "Its time to make history," I said to myself. "Come, Anna, help me prepare!"