1Disclamer: Here I am again folks. I STILL do not own Ever After but it is still the most beautiful story ever told.
Summary: Written in Jaquline's POV just after she tells the Prince were Danielle is and to whom she has been sold.
I stood there, the morning sun shining down on my face. Inside I was shaking from excitement. I knew the royal carriage was due to arrive at any moment. Paulette, Louise and Richard stood next to me. Richard out his arms around me and whispered "You are a wonderful person sweetheart". No one had ever called me such a pet name before.
We heard the pounding of horses hoofs and stood in a line as I had commanded. Th carriage pulled to a stop in front of the Manor. Danielle stepped out and looked around her. Everything was just as it had looked when she was a young girl. Words failed her. She buried her face in Henry's jacket. When she finally did speak, she smiled at everyone there. "Whose idea was this"? She asked as she inspected us all.
Paulette took the liberty of telling her all about the man coming up to Richard and I and telling me that I had been given the Manor. "I wanted you to have your home back" I said meekly. She hugged me tightly.
We led her inside and she examined all of our hard work. She exclaimed over each thing and she and Henry decided that they would make it their private retreat. But the best surprise was on the table. Danielle's eyes watered as soon as she saw what was on the small brown table. For there was the last book that her father had given her before he died. "I know it will not be able to replace the first copy that the awful Marguritte burned in the fire but I knew you wanted to finish reading it" I sad.
Danielle held me for a long time and the she embraced Paulette and Louise. Paulette's husband, Maurice and her were celebrating their twenty faith weeding anniversary that night. They could not have looked happier ever since Danielle had freed him from going to the Americas.
That night at the palace, a grand ball was given. Danielle and I dressed in matching gowns of baby blue and shoes of palest pink. We danced and celebrated. Richard came over to me as a slow number began. " May I have this dance?" he asked bowing formally. I curtsied in return. "Yes sir" I answered and he swept me up in his arms and twirled me around in time to the music.
I had never known such joy before... little did I know that the real joy would come later that night.
A/N I would to thank WildTotidle for her faithful reviews. This fic is dedicated to my boyfriend Rick and this chapter is dedicated to My Glinda. I know you would work hard to give me back my home. I would also like to thank FallenAlthea for her kind review.
