**The Lost Half's Point of View**

I felt awful. How could Cinderella just leave me behind? I slumped into the Duke's shaking hands. Uh Oh! Why were his hands shaking? Muttering to himself, he knocked on a brown door ornamented with gold. After he received no answer, he let himself in cautiously.

Carefully he woke an old man with a curling mustache. When the old man saw him, he jumped up all excitedly.

Oh no! They must have seen me and thought me to be of exquisite value and wished to steal me. I thought that I never see my other half again.

While I brooded, they talked. Only now the old man was mad and started to throw things at the Duke. I felt like I was going to be broken, I just knew it.

The Duke, having run away, jumped on the bed with the old man a leap behind him. Somewhere in the middle of their talk I was thrown from the duke to the old man. Now that I was so close to him I could see the royal insignia on his pajamas. It was the King; the King had thrown me around. What a day. I had started it on a washboard and now I was here being thrown around by the King.

Suddenly the King gave a loud shout and kissed my smooth glass with his prickly mustache. Then we went crashing onto the bed and the King gave orders to the Duke. "You'll try this on every maiden in my kingdom. And if the shoe fits, bring her in."