The kiss was perfect. She was perfect. He let all the fears of letting someone into his heart go. He couldn't keep her out. Even if he wanted to still, she had made herself a place in his heart with those soft lips and those bright eyes and her brilliance. Such brilliance. He loved the stars because she loved the stars. The clock rang midnight. Was it so soon, no wonder his father had been looking for him.<br/><br/>She pulled away. She left. She was gone, more suddenly than she had appeared in his life she was gone. Fitz gathered his wits and was racing after her. "Cinderella, wait!" He had to catch her, tell her that he wanted to make a choice. Cinderella. That was his choice, if she'd have him. He tripped.<br/><br/>Fumbling at his feet he found her glass slipper. That was a silly choice in foot wear. He picked it up and continued after her, but she was gone.<br/><br/>"Guards, shut the gates, quickly." He had to at least ask her. "Do not let anyone leave. Especially a blonde woman with green eyes, blonde hair and one shoe." He held up the other for reference, before running inside to find his father.