CINDERELLA BOY

by factoryno6

It's a new perspective on the true identity of Cinderella story, when miracles and luck come from personal efforts and the will of each person to rise

CINDERELLA BOY Apr 2022

Once upon a time, there were TWO PRINCES who were brothers from a kingdom called ParaHill. They both fell in love with the Princess of Waterfield and wanted to propose to her. Doesn't want to offend anyone, THE KING – the father of the Princess spread the news everywhere, that he would hold a ball to choose a husband for his only daughter.

Contrary to the rumor that the Princess is always pursued by many people and difficult to approach, the truth is that she is always lonely and every morning goes to the flower garden, where there is a small river separating the castle from the mainland of the villagers. She often sat brushing her hair by the stream, nonchalantly singing a song about her dream of being locked in a castle waiting for the prince of her dream to come save her and live happily ever after.

On a peaceful morning as usual, THE PRINCESS came to sit by the river again. Suddenly, a large beautiful yellow flower drifted along the water to her side. The princess was overjoyed, reaching out to pick up the flower, almost falling into the river.

The muscular BODYGUARD had to quickly pull her leg back but she was quicker, snatching the spear that had fallen beside him to pick up the flower while her leg was being dragged to the shore by him. The disgruntled bodyguard said "Princess, save your face".

"But I don't want to die without anyone confessing to me," replied the Princess.

After struggling to pick up the flower by all means and getting wet, the Princess finally found a yellow flower with the letter "I" engraved on the petals. She smiled happily, looked around and continued to pick up the second white flower that had just flown in, engraved with the word "LOVE". Finally, is a red flower, engraved with the word "YOU". The princess smiled happily, looked around and noticed a grove of green trees drifting down the stream near her seat.

When facing the Princess, the grove opened its central leaves, revealing the handsome face of ONE BOY.

"Who are you? How dare you approach the King's daughter in disguise?" - The giant bodyguard drew his sword and approached.

"Why are you stopping him? Do you want me to live alone for the rest of my life?"

Deck! The princess said as she took the spear and hit him on the head so hard that he fainted, then threw the spear aside, ran to sit on the bank of the stream, staring at the young man lovingly. "He's fine, just fainted a little," she confided.

A smile appeared on his bewildered face now. But before the young man could say anything, the smile quickly disappeared as THE QUEEN and her servants in the palace walked behind the Princess.

"Mom?" The princess turned, startled to see the queen.

"Why do you have to work so hard in disguise?" The Queen spoke to the young man in a gentle voice. "In the future, if you want to see the Princess, just go to the palace gate and tell her name, and then ask to be allowed in."

The Queen motioned for the palace maid to pour the water bottle she was holding onto the Bodyguard's face to wake him up.

The princess rejoiced, kissed the flowers that were still wet with water and closed her eyes from smiling happily. The young man sighed, lazily stepping out of the water after being held by the bodyguard, and the Queen and her entourage had already left.

"With the Queen's blessing to meet the official Princess, why are your faces so gloomy?" The Bodyguard asked curiously.

"If everything goes so smoothly, then this love is no longer romantic? Then what can I tell my children and grandchildren in the next life?" The young man sadly walked over to the Princess.

"But you are so lucky. What's your name?" asked the Bodyguard.

"Because I have to serve my stepmother's family, the villagers think I'm dirty all the time, so they call me Cinderella boy."

Cinderella boy took the Princess's hand, and the two looked at each other passionately.

The house of the Cinderella boy's family is located on a hill, quite aristocratic with fields and gardens stretching for hundreds of acres.

No one knows their family background and why they are rich. Rumors only say that Cinderella boy's father came from ParaHill with Cinderella when he was still red in his arms and later, he married his Stepmother.

A year later, their family had two more sons, one is tall and thin, and the other is obese. Their family would have been very happy if Cinderella boy's father had not died suddenly from the epidemic and since then the Stepmother had come to power, she thought Cinderella boy was too happy and had won all of their love from his father when he was still alive. So she forced him to do all the housework in place of the maid, to make up for her service for him all these years.

Instead of having a personal maid like her two younger brothers, Cinderella boy has to do everything for herself, including cleaning and washing the few hundred square meters mansion. Cinderella boy is rarely seen outside, and very few people understand his life, only a Philosopher every three months brings rare books from all over to their mansion and stays for a week to teaching the three brothers. The Stepmother always wanted her children to be superior, so she forced her two biological children to study a lot.

"I'm sorry, sir, for asking too many questions." - Cinderella Boy once told that teacher. But the Philosopher happily replied, "No, no, no. I'm glad you asked on behalf of both of us, because I get paid to teach three students anyway."

The truth was that the Philosopher seemed to only teach Cinderella boy when he was the only one to read all the books that he brought, and also because the other two boys didn't want to learn anything more than basic literacy and numeracy.

"Can I write you another love poem?" The TALL and THIN BORTHER asked Cinderella boy as he was cleaning the desks and chairs in a classroom with bookcases as tall as their family's library.

"Has she written you a reply yet?" Cinderella boy asked while attentively flipping through and reading the thick book in his hand.

"Not yet! But her servants told her that she liked the poem so much, and read it every day, that they knew it by heart." – The younger brother said excitedly.

Cinderella boy suddenly put the book aside, a troubled look on his face. "Perhaps I pushed the pen a little too far. Have you learned to climb trees well?".

"Yes. Now I can climb firmly onto her balcony and re-read the poem I told you to do." – The younger brother stood up and looked at Cinderella boy hopefully. "I'm going to give her a surprise tonight."

"Wait two more days. If she's really interested, she'll find you and send you some signals first."

The younger brother was a bit sad but nodded in agreement and continued to work hard to clean the wooden table where Cinderella boy was sitting. THE CHUBBY YOUNGER BROTHER suddenly hugged a stack of handwritten notes and put them on the table in front of Cinderella boy.

"This month's debt is so thick, I've added it back and forth, but it still doesn't match what the employees write in the books" - He said tiredly.

Cinderella boy nodded and flipped open the book she was reading. "Let me see tonight. But maybe you have to visit each debtor one at a time. Last month I used to say there would be paperwork fraud if food prices went up."

The younger brother nodded to say something more, but the sound of footsteps entering the room made them quickly switch positions and roles.

Cinderella boy immediately took the tablecloth that the tall and thin brother gave him, and he jumped in to flip the debts, while the chubby brother sat at the table holding a book of people management tactics.

The door opened, and THE STEPMOTHER entered with a MAIDSERVANT carrying a plate of ripe grapes. She put the plate of grapes on the table and stepped back to stand behind her Stepmother, sneaking a sympathetic look at Cinderella and smiling.

The powerful Stepmother stroked the wood grain of the table with her finger and scolded loudly. "How do you clean the table and chairs are still full of dust?"

The tall and thin brother looked down at the table in surprise, frowned and corrected, "It's clean, mom. You don't understand how tiring hard work is."

The maidservant covered her mouth with her hand, laughing as she stood behind the Stepmother.

Cinderella boy is quick-witted. "Don't worry mom, it'll be clean before dark. What are you holding?"

Stepmother remembered, spread three red cards in her hand and then gave each card to the two sons in turn. "The King invites the nobility to the princess's bridegroom's ball tomorrow night. It's clear that one of the two princes of ParaHill is going to become a Puppet, but if you get the chance, go ahead, who knows who luck will hit on the head, right?"

"What about him?" Both brothers spoke up.

Stepmother picked up the third card, tore it up and put it in the trash next to it, to everyone's surprised eyes. "Being in this house until now has been the luckiest of all. Thank me for what you have, son."

"Yes, I appreciate you, ma'am" Cinderella boy replied immediately with a grateful look on his face.

The tall and thin brother pulled Cinderella boy quickly out into the luxurious flower garden with extreme frustration. "No, you have to go. Or take my card and go. I already have the person of my dreams, moreover, your talent is wasted if you stay in this house."

"He's right," said the chubby brother, who had just come out with a bunch of grapes in his hand. "You cannot squander this opportunity. Not l Wouldn't you want to marry the princess?"

"Princess?" Cinderella boy's face showed concern and desire to go.

The party took place in the ballroom of the splendid palace. The Princess sat sadly beside the King.

The Queen attentively approached her and gently advised. "I already sent the postcard. If you're sure he has feelings for me, don't worry too much. Now is the time to cheer up and talk to the other two princes. Thank them because otherwise Cinderella boy wouldn't have had a chance to see your father."

The princess suddenly woke up, she looked at the Queen with grateful eyes and a cheerful face: "Mother is truly the greatest Stepmother of this country. I love Mom".

The Princess hugged the Queen and kissed her on the cheek before leaving. She approached the two princes who had been awkwardly looking at her from a corner of the room. "Welcome to this gala dinner. Let's enjoy it together, because I already have a lover."

The two princes looked at each other, rage rising. "Tell me who that name is?" said one of the princes.

"I will cut him to pieces," the remaining prince continued.

The princess just shrugged her shoulders, blushing and left the room holding her skirt and spinning around.

Dance music sounded. Everyone gathered in large numbers and began to dance together.

Outside the palace, Cinderella boy's two brothers are trying everything to convince the guards to let Cinderella boy in.

"I let him go for me" – The tall and thin brother showed the card with his name to the guard and said as if he wanted to cry.

"He can take both invitations and leave alone" – The chubby brother held out his card in front of the guard to increase his chances of persuasion.

The two guards with expressionless faces coldly replied, "No!".

END OF PART 1

Cinderella's two brothers, both angry and sad, turned to each other at the table. "Or do we fight them to make a noise so he can sneak in?", "Good idea!". Both of Cinderella's brothers rolled up their sleeves and charged at the two soldiers.

Seemingly prepared, one of the soldiers whistled and the entire bodyguard armed with weapons charged out. Cinderella's two brothers still did not give up, rushing in while shouting "find a way in, brother".

The soldiers quickly surrounded the two brothers and beat them to dust to control them both.

"Stop it," said Cinderella Boy.

Everyone turned to look at him at once. The soldier who whistled earlier stepped in front of Cinderella Boy as if ready to fight.

"I want to come in. Tell me that Cinderella wants to come in," said Cinderella Boy gently.

As soon as the soldier heard his name, he panicked, motioned to the soldiers and all respectfully invited Cinderella to enter the city gate. "Thank you," Cinderella said to the soldier and motioned for the two brothers to stand up. The three of them went inside to their surprise.

The party is grand.

The princes, princesses, dukes... single from all over the country also have the opportunity to gather here. The wives and mothers of these guests are also welcome, but must sit in a separate area on the upper balconies, to observe.

In the center of the ballroom, under the glittering crystal chandeliers, were the two princes of ParaHill, doing all they could to approach the double dance and win the heart of Princess Waterfield.

The princess was as fast as a squirrel, changing her position, weaving through the lines of people to the rhythm of the music, like playing a game of chase with two princes.

Everything could not escape the delicate eyes of Cinderella Boy's Stepmother, as she was watching the Princess with her glasses from above. "Princesses don't like these princes." She smiled slyly. "Looks like this is a good opportunity for us commoners. But… isn't it that guy?"

She widened her eyes when she saw the Princess pause, looking toward the open banquet hall door, where Cinderella Boy and his two brothers had just entered, tentatively observing everything.

The Princess quickly stepped forward and took Cinderella Boy's hand and pulled him into the dancing stream. The two entwined with each other and rotated to the beat of the music. They seemed to be flying into a space with only the two of them, everything around them blurred.

Suddenly, the two princes of ParaHill stopped the infatuated couple. "You've been dancing with the Princess for too long," said one prince, placing his hand on Cinderella Boy's shoulder as if preparing to resist him.

"Princess, it's time for us to dance together" - the other prince pulled the Princess's hand away from Cinderella Boyt's.

Cinderella Boy's Stepmother also drew up the crowd surrounding the other three, stepping forward and shouting – "How did you get in here, Cinderella Boy?"

The Princess quickly snatched her hand out of the other Prince's hand and then pulled Cinderella Boy's hand and ran into a door inside the Palace – "Follow me".

Both of them ran away to the shock and bewilderment of everyone. Above, the Queen snapped her fingers, motioning for the orchestra to continue playing after she and the King had also seen everything.

Everyone was bewildered but quickly turned to the dance with the music and everything was alive again. Cinderella's Stepmother tried to line up the flow of people to chase in the direction of the two princes who had just run towards the door, where the Princess had led Cinderella to run in.

In the garden in the palace.

The Princess let go of Cinderella Boy's hand as she reached the quiet garden. They both sighed and smiled at each other. Cinderella Boy stepped forward to tidy up the loose curls of hair from the Princess' forehead. "Princess, you know, you are so beautiful. Even more beautiful under the full moon like tonight" – Cinderella Boy said.

"I didn't expect you to be not only good at writing poetry but also good at speaking, with such a sweet mouth" - The princess looked at him teasingly.

Cinderella Boy smiled and then his face turned sad. "What happen? Aren't you happy that I chose you?" ' asked the princess worriedly.

Cinderella Boy sighed sadly, "I am just a commoner. How can I protect you against the storms of other forces?"

"No one is born with that ability. Everyone has to learn, have to fight to protect the one they love and their own family" – The Queen's gentle voice sounded from behind the two.

The princess happily turned to look at her stepmother, "Auntie. You must remember this is Cinderella Boy. We fell in love with each other."

Cinderella Boy looked at the Princess in surprise, "What's an aunt?"

The Empress approached them, and calmly replied, "I am the Princess's stepmother. My sister is the second Queen of ParaHill kingdom."

"A wonderful stepmother. I'm sure she's the greatest stepmother ever," the princess boasted and turned to look at Cinderella Boy.

"The important thing now is that you have to choose to fight for love or give up and live like a turtle in a cave like so many years ago" - The Queen looked at Cinderella Boy with a stern expression that made him look at him nervously looking down at the ground.

Cinderella Boy's stepmother wandered to the riverbank. She looked around endlessly in search of her husband's son with an outpouring of anger. Suddenly, she heard a loud voice of a young man, went to the riverbank and hid in a bush to hide, when she saw two princes controlling Cinderella By by the stream.

"I am benevolent so I will give you a way to live, if you swear to never approach the Princess again," said one of the two princes.

"Just kill him, don't worry about the consequences later" - the other prince coldly looked at Cinderella Boy.

"I… I don't want to die!" – Cinderella Boy hesitated to answer.

The two princes smiled satisfied and sinisterly looked at Cinderella Boy with disdain.

"But I love the Princess and will never give up!" – Cinderella Boy suddenly hardened and looked at the other two men with a determined expression. "You brought it on yourself" - the "merciful" prince drew his sword from its scabbard and quickly slashed Cinderella Boy few times, then kicked him to the ground with his foot.

Cinderella Boy was attacked by surprise and received several blows and kicks. But he quickly rolled to the side to avoid the other slashes that had just been slashed. The "benevolent" prince got anger to see Cinderella Boy escaped his attack. He quickly used all his strength to chase Cinderella Boy but failed.

The other prince saw that his brother could not kill Cinderella Boy, so he drew his sword and rushed in to attack. Cinderella Boy pulled out two of his boots, then raised them to support the blades that glittered in the moonlight that kept slashing at his body. But he was defeated, kept retreating towards the river and eventually lost his momentum and fell into the water.

The two princes dived together to see the rushing river. "Should we have people search and hunt to kill him?" - said the "benevolent" prince.

"The moon is full today, the water is so high, he can't live," said the other prince.

The "merciful" prince just used his blade to pick up one of Cinderella boy's SHOES from the water and said, "He's dead, you and I should fight to the death for the princess."

"What did you guys do?" – The angry voice of the princess sounded, causing the two princes to turn to look.

The princess, the queen and her entourage came out from inside.

"He… he lost his foot… fell into the water…" – a prince faltered.

"We were going to save him, but… only saved this thing..." - the "merciful" prince smiled for help as he pointed the sword dangling from Cinderella boy's shoe towards the Princess.

The princess stared in amazement at the shoe being held up in front of her.

THE SHOES identical to the one that the "merciful" prince had picked up with his sword from the riverbank was solemnly placed on a golden tray lined with red velvet, in the center of the Palace.

The King nervously sat on the throne with the Queen and the Princess. "Today, the Princess will announce who will become her Consort."

The two princes of ParaHill looked at each other nervously.

The guests of last night's party were also lined up, dressed formally, holding their breath, waiting.

The King looked at the Princess "Of course, that person must be alive".

Some people who didn't understand what happened last night burst into laughter after hearing the King speak.

The princess was like a lost soul, looking at the shoe passionately and said, "I will marry anyone, rich or poor, sick or healthy, as long as that person wears this shoe".

Everyone stirred. Then they quickly lined themselves up in a long line in the middle of the hall, standing in front of the shoe tray.

The King looked at the Queen in puzzlement, but she nodded slightly, placing her hand on his to comfort him, making him gasp. "Let's start trying" – the King's order, everyone is busy line up to try.

The other two princes looked at each other, but quickly lined up.

The sound of the first shoe tester screaming as he was kicked out of the line because his feet didn't fit, "This is a baby's shoe!".

Cinderella Boy was reviewing a portrait of an Aristocratic Woman holding a SMALL BOY in her arms, lovingly. The boy in the painting suddenly moved and ran away, holding a small wooden sword, swinging it in all directions, hitting invisible enemies. "I will slay dragons, become a hero, protect my country" - the child shouted loudly.

The noble woman in the painting also moved, running after her son, stopping him – "you don't need to be a hero, just being at peace and being with your mother is enough. Be careful not to let the sword pierce your body, it will be painful."

She quickly removed the sword from the boy's hand, at the same time a fierce-faced WOMEN with a fierce face stepped forward with two BOYS and her entourage - "You taught him right, this ParaHill region does not need one more hero".

The woman in the painting bowed to the rich woman who had just arrived, "Hail to the Queen".

"You should teach your children to be calm and take care of your life and his first. Accidental sword pain, it's true that you shouldn't let your skin cut." After that, she left with everyone. Her two boys gave a menacing look in the direction of the boy holding the wooden sword who was innocently watching.

Cinderella Boy's hand touched the innocent face of that boy and then stroked the kind face of the woman who was quietly looking at him in the picture. He sighed, leaning back on the bed, raising his arms to look at the scar he'd been slashed at the day before - "I can't win this battle".

The door to his room suddenly opened. His two brothers noisily entered. The tall and thin brother went straight to the window and opened the window to let the sunlight in, dispelling the gloom of the attic room in which Cinderella Boy lived.

The chubby brother, holding a fruit tray full of delicious berries, plopped down on the bed next to Cinderella Boy and held out a plate of fruit to him – "Reality is the only way to save religion. I haven't eaten anything for a week now."

The tall and thin brother also stepped in front of Cinderella Boy and pulled his hand to help him to his feet – "If you don't want to try on shoes, should you continue with your normal life?"

The distraught Cinderella Boy sat back on the bed, shaking his head, "I don't belong in this world".

"Why is that so? Didn't you say that you love the Princess?" – The chubby brother was surprised.

"You are so cowardly. Not like the brother that I knew" – the tall and thin brother said.

Cinderella Boy suffers, crawls back into bed, curls up in the blankets – "What a coward I am. I can't protect myself, so how can I protect the Princess in that fighting environment?"

The two brothers looked helplessly at each other and then, without telling anyone, they leaned forward, pulled the blanket off Cinderella Boy, and lifted him up.

"Leave me alone. Leave me alone. Please…" cried Cinderella Boy as if he was about to cry.

"What's the matter?" – Cinderella Boy's stepmother's authoritative voice came from downstairs. "Quickly tell Cinderella Boy to come down for me!"

All three boys stopped all actions and said in unison, "Yes. We'll come right away."

In the luxury living room.

The Princess' Bodyguard and the King's army were waiting with a tray of gold shoes covered with red velvet. Cinderella Boy and two brothers stepped out, before the annoyed look on the Stepmother's face. The Bodyguard breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Cinderella Boy. "Everybody who was at the ball last night tried on the shoe, but it didn't fit. You're the only one who hasn't tried the shoes on, so I obeyed the King and Queen's orders to bring them to your door."

The soldier standing next to him understood, took a shoe tray and walked over to Cinderella, setting it down for him to put on.

"Drill!" – Stepmother looked at everyone with suspicious eyes. She said, "I heard that this shoe is as small as a baby's shoe, and no one can fit it. Although my two sons have tried it once, I want them to try it again, just so I can see. Will you be content?"

The Bodyguard looked displeased and gave her an annoyed look. But he said, "Okay. As you wish," then he jerked his jaw in command.

The soldier, also annoyed, held out the shoe for Cinderella Boy's two brothers to put on. They looked at the Stepmother and reluctantly put their feet in to try. As a result, no one can carry it. Big Stepmom bực bội came to snatch the shoe, put on her own foot. She grumbled "If my feet don't fit, how can a grown man fit!"

The Bodyguard snatched the shoe from her hand angrily, then he took it and turned to Cinderella Boy – "The Queen said you could try on the shoe or not." Cinderella Boy stared hesitantly at the shoe. The Stepmother saw Cinderella Boy's displeasure and smiled triumphantly - "Of course he wouldn't dare try."

Cinderella Boy's two brothers looked at each other and sighed.

The Bodyguard, after a moment of waiting, disgruntled, tucked the shoe inside the left side of his cloak. He shook his head and turned to walk out the door with his entourage.

"Wait a minute" - Cinderella Boy suddenly called back. Everyone turned to look at him.

"I want to try too," said Cinderella with determination.

His two brothers happily clapped their hands, smiled and looked at him hopefully.

The Bodyguard smiled in satisfaction as well, stepped in front of Cinderella and pulled his shoe from the right side of his coat.

"Is this mine?" – Cinderella Boy was surprised to see the old shoe he had dropped when he fell into the river the night before.

The Bodyguard nodded, bending down to slip his shoes on Cinderella Boy's feet.

Printed feet and shoes.

Stepmother opened her mouth, pointed, and stammered in anger – "This… it's not fair…"

The Bodyguard immediately changed his attitude, stood up and walked in front of her "Congratulations to the new concubine of WaterHill and celebrate because you don't need to see Cinderella Boy here every day".

Stepmother seemed to wake up from a coma, standing still.

The entourage immediately threw flowers, blew trumpets, beat drums, and carried Cinderella out of the house.

The two brothers and the bodyguard smiled happily, leaving the poor Stepmother standing dumbfounded by what they had just witnessed.

END OF PART II

The atmosphere in the palace was lively. The servants in the palace enthusiastically carried, decorated, and prepared for the princess's wedding.

Everyone worked enthusiastically, bustlingly, before the inspection, supervision and direction of the Queen and the King.

In his private room at the Castle, Cinderella nervously put on her wedding attire.

The Philosopher sitting in front of him looked at him in admiration, "You look more handsome in this dress."

"It's too wide… I… don't fit it!" - said Cinderella Boy with difficulty as the palace maid was putting on more robes for him.

The Philosopher laughed loudly, stepping forward to help him. "It must be because you are too nervous".

"I was going to invite you to my wedding but I don't know how to meet you. How did you know and get in here?" Cinderella Boy asked curiously.

"I was originally the teacher of the Princess," the Philosopher said mildly. "Outside of Princess's lessons, I spend a week every month teaching a studious and talented young man who is you" - he blinked mischievously.

Cinderella Boy was still surprised, breathed out "I still feel like I don't fit in this outfit..."

"Put on the uniform of a general to go to war, if you return victorious, you will find yourself worthy of this outfit" - the Queen said as she walked in from the door with the Princess and the two palaces.

women, all with worried faces.

The Philosopher respectfully bowed to her, "Hail, Queen."

Everyone in the room was startled at the same time, turned to look at the Queen, stunned. "YES. You have taught him well, but now is the time to test how good he is." The Queen sighed, turned to Cinderella Boy and added, "The two princes of ParaHill did not agree with our decision to choose a son-in-law, so they led an attack this morning. Our King wants Cinderella Boy to make peace on his behalf."

The Princess panicked, turning to stare at Cinderella Boy.

"This is your chance to assert yourself and your place," the Queen said softly to Cinderella Boy.

"Yes, I will go," Cinderella Boy said without hesitation to the Queen, his face filled with determination.

The battlefield is full of smoke and fire. Soldiers and generals of the two countries Parahill and Waterfield fought to the death in the distance. Cinderella Boy was in the uniform of a battle general. He stood on the wall with the seasoned General of Waterfield, observing everything with great trepidation. "I was sent to make peace, but they did not accept it and had to let the soldiers break their bones like this" – Cinderella Boy felt himself full of guilt.

"I have a good idea, but I have to bother you to risk your life for a while" - The general started first.

Cinderella Boy turned to look at him respectfully, "Please, General. I will do my best, if it helps our army win."

The general expressed satisfaction and pointed to the large river a few kilometers away from the wall. "We can destroy all of their troops and generals with naval combat. But…" he looked hesitantly at CinderellaBoy, then continued, "…we have to make sure we get them to run to this river."

Cinderella Boy let out a heartbreaking sigh, then looked into the distance where the two princes of ParaHill were fiercely slashing and slashing, repelling Waterfield's men. "Only we can make them determined to pursue."

The general nodded, looking anxiously at Cinderella.

River bank.

Cinderella Boy, with unkempt hair and tattered clothes, rode on a tattered horse and raced to a tiny sailboat, which two soldiers were waiting to row out to shore.

The two princes and the army of ten thousand men of ParaHill followed closely behind, without a moment's hesitation, rode straight into the water, determined to capture Cinderella Boy.

However, Cinderella Boy's sailboat is small, but it is pulled by a large chain connected to a large battle boat that is anchored behind a large rock in the distance. Increasingly, the small sailboat ran faster and farther from the shore, leaving the two princes' horsemen behind and submerged in water.

Suddenly, Waterfield's trumpet was played. Soldiers with bows and arrows, Waterfield's catapults ambushed around the water simultaneously attacked. Sharp wooden stakes that had been built up from the river's surface were also raised in the direction of the ParaHill army and surrounded them, divided them into small groups and began to shoot them with bows and arrows.

The two princes of ParaHill were hit by arrows, and had to use the body of soldiers to cover themselves to try to swim to shore. As soon as they set foot on the ground, they were captured by soldiers of the Waterfield region.

The General of Waterfield stepped forward, intending to behead both princes when they were forced to kneel on the shore, but Cinderella Boy arrived in time, telling him to hand them over to him.

In the vast forest full of old trees and wild animals.

Soldiers led by Cinderella Boy were escorting the two princes of ParaHill through the forest.

The General of Waterfield cautiously rode next to Cinderella Boy. "I've heard that ParaHill is very scary, because everyone uses spells, from commoners to royals."

"It's a low-energy weapon. If we don't fear it, don't use it, and do nothing to connect with it, it can't affect us," Cinderella Boy replied calmly.

The general was still very bewildered, asking further, "How do you know that?"

"I have studied many books," replied Cinderella Boy. "My teacher used to give me a collection on how to practice the most advanced spells. But I don't study!".

"Hey! That's a pity!" The general upseted. "If you had learned, you would be able to fight them by now, or at least protect us."

"Their energy is very low. As long as we keep our inner peace, don't let it be dominated by it, whatever comes, let it come, keep our mind right, train our thoughts not to wander, we will overcome it" - Cinderella Boy calmly replied.

Their caravan had entered an open area, with no trees, only six stone steles encircled in a hexagon as if protecting the clearing.

The general ordered everyone to pause, ride around the stone steles, look around.

Suddenly, there was a wolf howling in the distance. The whole group shuddered, paused, silent, listening. The sound of many large reptiles licking their prey with their tongues came closer and closer to them. The surrounding trees and leaves trembled, as if someone ambushed, hiding inside.

The caravan huddled together, all weapons drawn, ready to fight. The two princes of ParaHill were sitting in an iron cage on a four-wheeled cot drawn by two horses.

"You guys are crazy, why did you enter this territory?" ' said the "benevolent" prince, panicking.

"This is a forbidden land of Demonic Art, anyone who enters will die. Quickly get us out" – the other prince shouted.

The whole crew and Waterfield's general began to panic.

Then white clouds of smoke came out from behind the rocks. Quickly encircling the legs of the group, then rising high above their heads, flying through the air. The soldiers panicked, waving their swords in the air to dispel the cloud but injuring the people next to them – "The Devil is here. The Devil has come. Save yourself"

The crowd was chaotic, and started booing and slashing at each other. Many people ran away.

The general shouted loudly, "It's just smoke. All stood still. Assemble". He kept his composure, clutching the reins, but his horse was panicking from the sound of weapons clashing and even a cloud of smoke, causing it to jump up, knocking him to the ground.

The general immediately stood up, but he looked in surprise into the mist, realizing his WOMAN was approaching.

"Help me!" – The woman who had just stepped out of the smoke reached out her hand and was about to rush towards him, but was pulled back by a sickle swung by a cloaked skeleton.

"Let go of my wife!" – The General of Waterfield drew his sword from its scabbard and rushed to kill the skeleton, but was beaten back.

When he managed to pin his blade to the skeleton's chest, the smoke dispersed, revealing the fresh air and the general found himself pinning the sword to another young general in his party. His stomach was also pierced by the young general's sword. The two looked at each other, regretful and excruciatingly painful. Blood gushed out from their bodies and mouths. Both died on top of each other.

Cinderella Boy got lost in the thick fog.

He looked around to see but could see nothing. The screams of the soldiers became less and less and then stopped altogether. He stepped cautiously off the horse, the reins in his hand, and groped forward. Suddenly, he bumped into a large stele, and then he led his horse around the back of the stele to go deeper inside. The path is getting narrower and narrower by the overgrown with tall trees. The thick fog still covered but Cinderella Boy still did not fear, entered. A cloaked figure suddenly appeared in the middle of the garden, causing the horse that was following him to suddenly stop, neigh at the sky, and then turn and run away.

In the iron cage, the two princes of ParaHill were also surrounded by thick smoke. The two are rushing in, using chains in their hands to wrap the other's neck and try to kill each other.

"Father always loves you more," said the "kind" prince.

"But mom wants you to be King, what more can I ask for?" said the other prince.

"I just want to marry the Princess. I don't need the throne"

"I also want to marry the Princess. You got everything I wanted. Stop fighting with me!"

Both of them strangled each other, their faces were all red, and almost pulled each other's heads off.

"Useless! Wake up" – The voice of an authoritative woman made the thick smoke reduce and disappear.

The two princes awoke, released each other, gasping for breath. They both turned to look at the woman and said at the same time – "Empress?"

The Queen of Waterfield and the Princess, dressed as warriors, were riding with her great army surrounding the iron cage.

"It's good to wake up. Where is our prince consort now?" – asked the Queen impatiently.

The two princes of ParaHill looked at each other thoughtfully and then collapsed into the iron cage, helpless. "We don't know. Since falling into this Devil's area, each person will only see their own ambitions."

The Princess panicked and turned to look at the Queen, "So what do we do now?".

Before the Queen could say anything, Cinderella Boy's white horse neighed loudly and ran towards them from a corner of the woods.

The Princess rejoiced "Cinderella Boy's horse".

The Queen smiled, waved her hand to everyone, and spurred her horse forward. Her soldiers also pushed the iron cage holding the two princes of ParaHill followed.

Cinderella Boy lost his horse but kept his composure, looked towards the shadow and asked, "Who are you? Why are you standing here alone?"

The shadow suddenly flashed in front of him and revealed himself as the woman in the painting holding the boy holding the wooden sword that he kept at home. The woman looked at him lovingly and then stretched out her hands as if to hug him. "It's mother, son. Come here!".

Cinderella Boy almost cried when he saw his mother. But he quickly regained his composure. "Don't act like the devil. My mother passed away a long time ago."

"No, I didn't. Don't you want to see me again?" - The woman looked at him with disappointment and pain, "I've been so lonely and cold when I've been here waiting for you for so many years."

"You not. The dead are already dead. You are not my mother," said Cinderella Boy firmly and began to unsheath his sword.

"Ha ha ha..." the woman suddenly turned into a black figure with only a royal robe and a face with only two eye sockets and a round mouth that looked terrible.

Then the shadow hovered around Cinderella Boy and tried to confuse him. "You're right. I am the Devil. I am the person who killed your mother and searched for you for so many years… Kill me. Kill me. Otherwise, I will kill all the people you love."

The shadow spoke as it hovered around Cinderella Boy. It provoked, gliding behind his back, whispering to his ear, then flew away, facing him, then flew straight into his face and disappeared, reappearing in a nearby tree, then rushed at him and pushed him down.

Cinderella Boy gripped the sword tightly, braced his feet, and closed his eyes. Then he swung his sword resolutely when he guessed the direction of the Devil's charge, causing the black shadow to be split in two. The black cloak of the black shadow was torn, falling to the sides. On the front of Cinderella Boy's sword hung a crown of red gems, which was spinning and falling into the hilt of the sword he was holding.

Cinderella Boy was surprised, took his sword out of the crown and put it in the scabbard he wore, holding the crown in his other hand.

"Give it back to me" – An old woman dressed in royal clothes, but small, shabby, old, with messy hair, ran out from a nearby cave.

Cinderella Boy stepped back, one hand holding the crown held high, the other resting on her forehead, blocking her approach. The old woman's hands were flailing around for the crown, but her whole body was held by Cinderella Boy.

"Why have you become so miserable?" – The Queen of Waterfield was stunned when she saw Cinderella Boy and the old woman.

"Who? Who are you?" - the old woman turned to look at the Queen and her entourage, then shrank back in fear, hiding behind a small tree, sticking her head out, and defending.

"Huang… Phi… Are you still alive?" The old woman stammered, looking at the Queen.

The Queen got off her horse and approached the old woman. "No. The person you killed is my sister. Everyone says we are very similar."

The Queen turned to Cinderella Boy and then looked at the old woman and said, "You have met her son, have you not? It is also very similar to its mother."

The old woman trembled, huddled behind the bushes, stammering "He… he must die! He should have… he… was dead!".

"Must to. But the Hunter who you sent to kill him brought him to Waterfield and feeds him to this day," replied the Queen.

"The name of the hunter…. Hunter… You lied! He… died ten years ago. It's me! It was I who infected him with the plague and died!" - Aggressive old woman.

Cinderella Boy shook her head sadly, "How can you be so heartless? You has everything, you can be happy with it, there's no need to stalk and harm others like that?"

"Because I am the Queen! This world, must obey my control. Ha ha ha…" – the mad old woman stepped out of the bushes and clasped her hands together to do magic.

The crown in Cinderella Boy's hand suddenly vibrated, emitting beams of light from the jewels and then slipped from his hand, flying into the air.

Everyone panicked when the wind started to rise, and the dark clouds gathered.

The quick-witted Cinderella Boy drew his sword straight at the crown, causing it to split in two and fall to the ground. The gems hit the ground and rocks, shattering. At the same time the clouds dissipated and the wind stopped blowing.

Everyone regained their composure, only the old woman got mad, ran straight to Cinderella Boy and punched and kicked him, but he only used his hand to support and dodge. "You're a troublemaker, a scoundrel, it's my karma!"

The two princes of ParaHill at this time opened the iron cage door and ran to "Mother?"

The old woman paused when she saw the two boys. "Didn't you go to practice in the mountains?" The two princes hugged the old woman.

"Why are you so distraught?" They both hugged her tightly, sobbing in front of the Waterfields.

The old woman suddenly slapped the two princes one by one and pushed them away. "Useless! Wake up" – then she jumped on the ground in anger "Why am I strange I gave birth to these two ignorant, unambitious children!".

"Whatever, as long as the mother is safe, it's fine," said the "benevolent" prince.

"The king's father has been seriously ill since his mother left. We miss you mom wants to die! We won't let you go anywhere from now on!" said the other prince.

"What are you doing? Let me out! You're useless! Honestly. Let go…" – the old woman struggled in the arms of her two sons as the two brothers carried her and put her in the iron cage where we were sitting, then tied the cage with chains.

As soon as they finished, they also jumped back, raised their hands in line, when they saw the sharp swords of the Waterfield soldiers simultaneously pointed at and surrounded them.

"Unexpectedly, ParaHill kingdom also has so many dramas." The princess clicked her tongue and sighed as she looked at her parents in ParaHill.

"So…" Cinderella Boy hesitated as he stood before the Queen. "The main person is…"

"I am your aunt" – The Queen stroked Cinderella's head and gave a satisfied smile.

"It's time for you to meet Father Wang, your biological father."

The King of ParaHill was as listless as a corpse lying on his bed.

The Waterfield soldiers obeyed the Princess' command, flung open the windows and pulled back all the thick black velvet curtains to let sunlight into this dark room.

Cinderella Boy moved forward and sat down on the edge of the bed, taking the King's cold, boneless hand.

"Are you back already, son?" - the King swore. "This morning I thought I was going to leave this world. But an invisible force brought me to my senses just a few hours ago."

"You'll be fine," Cinderella Boy said chokingly. "Then you will be well and we will be two prosperous nations, supporting each other."

The King seemed to be fully awake. He forced himself to sit up and looked around. When he saw two princes of ParaHill standing next to an old woman who was being controlled by Waterfield soldiers in a corner of the room, he was startled, looked at Cinderella Boy, "Who are you?"

Cinderella Boy tried to keep calm, stood up and bowed to him. "I am the Prince Consort of Waterfield, here to sign the treaty of reconciliation. As long as you promise never to send troops into our territory, we can visit and be friends every year."

The King smiled benevolently, "Small matter! I will also punish that old woman and my two naughty children."

Everyone sighed.

Only the Queen and Princess of Waterfield looked puzzled as they looked at Cinderella Boy.

The wedding gown was raised by the palace maid for Cinderella to put on.

The princess stood and looked at him passionately. "You're so beautiful," she said, while Cinderella pulled her into his arms, "but I don't understand why you don't get your father back? Then become the prince of ParaHill, then marry me and unify the two kingdoms?"

The Loyster looked at her, then smiled, shook his head slightly, "No, baby! I just need her, that's enough."

They both kissed and laughed happily, chasing each other.

Since then, once a year, Cinderella Boy and the Princess bring gifts to visit the King of ParaHill.

After punishing the two princes for becoming commoners and imprisoning their mother in the palace so she could harm no one more, the King of ParaHill adopted Cinderella and even wanted to pass the throne on to him. Fearing that the King would be sad and lonely, Cinderella Boy brought him a dog and a talking parrot. He also asked the King to order all citizens, whoever they were, to forbid the use of spells for good or bad purposes.

Since then, the life of the King and the people of ParaHill has become happier and more prosperous.

Cinderella Boy with his sincere love and pure heart, resolved all calamities and conflicts for himself and everyone in the kingdom, finally married the Princess and from there they lived happily. together, forever after.

THE END.

Author: FACTORY NO 6 Page 29