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Chapter 9

I burst into the hovel to see my dark haired sister sobbing loudly. She looked up from the table were my father lay, "It is almost like he waited for you, Ella, before he died. He always spoke of you and he could not rest in peace until he saw you one last time. He loved you more than anything, even me, and I accepted it until you came here. When you arrived I became a shadow, your shadow, and existed not. The last words he said to me were, 'Tell Ella that I love her and will always be with her in this world and the next.' He didn't even tell me he loved me."

She broke down into more tears again, and for a moment I hated her and her trifling mother for bearing her. I sighed and sat down next to her.

"Cordelia," I said soothingly, wrapping my long, milky arms around her, "He loved you very much. He must have told you everyday. I was deprived Father since was ten, and I haven't heard him say I love you in a very long time. He knew you would understand, being the bright creature you are, and would know that he loved you."

She tears fell even more rapidly and she buried her self into my soft breasts. I laid my head on top of hears and rocked her back and forth, crying for the first man I had loved with all my heart.

A few weeks later----

After my dear father was buried I stayed to settle Cordelia and get father's things into order. Both of us were orphans now and relied on each other for love and support.

With my father dead, I became more aware of my acute missing of Alex. Word from town said he was still looking for the lady that had dropped the glass shoe, my glass shoe. I sighed, wishing I could find him.

I arranged for Cordelia to come with me to be a servant to Adele and Cyrille. She agreed and on the day of our departure I found myself sitting in the small grove and crying. The flowers swirled around me, carried by the gentle, spiraling wind. In my hand I held to delicate shoe I had worn to the masked ball. I looked down at it longingly, replaying the events of that night in my mind.

"Excuse me, miss?" A deep, smooth voice startled me out of my thoughts. I didn't even look up.

"Yes?" I sighed, wishing not to be bothered.

The man's voice continued, oblivious to my annoyance, "Do you know who owns this shoe?"

I chuckled sadly, "I don't know many people who own shoes."

"Well, you seem to be holding its pair," the male voice said with a bit of confusion.

I looked up, my viridian eyes wide. Like a statue out of Hellenistic Greece, Prince Alexander stood their.

I stood up, bringing myself to full height, and stared at him stubbornly. I did not bow, nor did he, for we were equals in every way.

"Lady Ella," he began quietly.

I cut him off before he could continue, "There is no lady here, your majesty, only a humble young servant. You were deceived by the woman at the masked ball. I am sorry." I looked down sadly, knowing he could not marry a commoner, no matter if she were an enchantress.

He walked over to me, "I don't love the title, I love the woman behind it. Ella of Sanders, I love you and want you to be my wife." He knelt down and kissed my dainty, white hand.

Tears whelmed up in my eyes, I hugged him, knocking him off balance. I kissed him passionately, on his lips, his cheeks, and his neck. He laughed happily, "I take it as a yes."

I giggled like I was ten again, listening to one of my fathers funny little tales. Then I rolled off of him, breathless from the exertion. "Your parents will never approve of you marrying a commoner, Alex." I said looking at the puffy clouds that rolled by.

He stroked me rosy cheek, "You leave them to me, Aphrodite." He smiled at me, a radiant, loving smile.

We were married in an old cathedral. It took many weeks for Alex to convince his parents that he loved me and would marry no other. Of course, he won in the end.

I wore a dress of white, with a long train and roses in my hair. My fairy necklace and emerald earrings were the only ones I agreed to wear, for they had brought me luck before.

Every noble had been invited to the wedding, accept for Adele and Cyrille. I had them banished into a small cottage at the edge of our kingdom, until I saw it fit for their return.

My pretty, little sister, whom I had come to love and adore, was given the title of a Baroness and the mansion that belonged to the exiled sisters. She became my chief lady-in-waiting as well, for I loved her company more than any other's, accept for my darling husband, Alex.

As for Alex and I, we became King and Queen in our third year of marriage. He had become famous for his just and kind rule, and I was well renowned for my beauty and grace, and my smugness.

I bore Alex 3 wonderful children, a set of twins and a girl. The oldest twin was a handsome boy with brown curls and green eyes. We named him Alexander, after his father. His twin sister, Venus, resembled me and all my loveliness down to her curly blonde hair and delicate nose. The last born, Savia, was a stunning girl with pale, straight, blonde hair and warm, brown eyes.

Alex and I retained our beauty well into old age. We had our share of arguments and disagreements, but none the less we loved each other with a passion so great it burned from our jade eyes.

Our story was told by our children and their children and so on. Somehow, the translation became confused and I became Cinderella, not Ella of Sanders, a kind, modest girl with a fairy godmother and mice for horses. Alex became Prince Charming who stole my heart with passionless conversations and considerate manners. But one thing they did get right was that I lived and loved, and that I was a goddess among mortals.

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I will have another fairy tale coming out soon about sleeping beauty

Its title will be Aurora, Dawn goddess

I really hope you enjoyed my story, I rlly wanted to tell a tale of a believable young woman and how she used her charm and beauty to get what she wanted.