Once upon a time
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				Title: <strong>Once upon a time</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anteros Vox</strong> on <strong>24-01-2013, 20:39:12</strong>
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				<div align="center">(http://fc07.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2013/025/1/b/cb_by_deits-d5snfqe.png)</div>It had been a year now since he had been away from the Kingdom of Nior. His creator his mother his Queen had set him upon the task with two other’s to find them… Yet it was not a task easily done and not even the magic of her globe could see them. Caleb had been aggravated by the state of his treatment left to rot along the front lines as he brought entire empires to their knees. Yet for his failure he was given the cruelest type of punishment to be brought home. To be set in his cage like a fucking dog as he was forced to subside his pursuit. Upon his return he was welcomed by a large assembly who had been the people of Nior. As he rode through the crowds he could feel their eyes on him and he hated every one. Their false flattery their cheers it was a thick lie but the new order had been in effect for years now. The kingdoms of old had collapsed and only supreme Kingdom ruled the realm.<br><br>He was the Prince first born entitled almost but his talents were better suited away from the Kingdom. The large city had grown despite the rule of a witch Queen and commerce was greater than ever. Cities, towns, villages, and ports were all under the control of Nior. Save the last remaining Kingdom in the desert.&nbsp; Each forced to fly the banner of Maleficent the deep hues of purple and rich gold flew all around the Palace for his return he would be given a grand masquerade every noble house to be invited the announcement having been made a month before his return. His two brother’s having been kept close brothers not by blood but by demonic ties. There was no love between them, only the sense of rivalry that fueled their anger towards one another. Caleb however did note their uses and during their crusades were often successful. Each came after Caleb war ridden cities, then famine, and finally pestilence. <br><br>When he had arrived the Queen herself had welcomed him, their attire shaming his own as he’d reeked of travel and looked it too. A near full beard of dark tones of blonde tracing over his jawline and chin and mouth. Yet it was a respectable showing for his war efforts were not completely useless they cleared the way broke down barriers of what the people revered. The spirits of magic. His eyes were firm on the Queen, as he was brought inside the large steps of a home he’d always been. Large looming towers behind the black fortified wall barrier separating them from those. Outside in the large courtyard his wagons and items were still being brought in. A year’s worth of collected souvenirs slaves, his weapons, clothing, his pets everything had been made to fit inside small confines of iron and wood.&nbsp; He didn’t get much rest after the first night of his arrival already having to deal with others the advisors, his brothers, his mother, and all political prisoner found and questions.<br><br>Why on the hell did his mother want to dot his now? A damned ball for who for what really? She was never overly generous and even if the kingdom was at a winning peace they were still missing key pieces of souls. Yet he knew why he’d been called to return the Princes were only so devoted the longer they stayed away from the Palace the looser the hold Maleficent had on their inner demons. The spell in place worked best when they were near and able to be manipulated the distance and the time away made them unhinged and brutally vicious as if a wild animal had been ripped out their skins. Beasts…&nbsp; The human side of Caleb had always lost against his Demon half he had no reason to nurture his ‘better half’ not truly. While he was away he questioned so many reason they even had to search for these girls. He questioned his loyalties even when her voice ripped through his mind telling him what he must do. It was almost painful the way she wormed her way into his brain but he was home now and he felt… cured. <br><br>It would be only days now until the event as everyone was calling it and as they dined they spoke little of their personal selves. The conversation always designed to avoid anything too personal especially with his brothers. They had learned that Caleb was a bastard… and anything spoken in confidence was always used against them in the end. He never forgot a word and he was meticulously calculating. Some though he was not only cruel but completely sadist. Even Caleb had to admit to himself he didn’t know why he did the things he did, but something always urged him on something always wanted him to choose the wrong rather than the right. Few times in his life had he shown kindness but the few times he did it had been a hard lesson they always bit the and that fed them. Slaves, friends, lovers, family… Everyone. Trust was thin to Caleb he didn’t even trust his own Queen and rather trusted only one thing himself and self-preservation. <br><br>The next day he’d been completely recovered from the long tour from home already being bothered by fittings so this was real then they would really have Lords and Ladies, Nobles, and honored guests to attend. It marked the war campaigns and how they stood over their enemies. Exotic slaves would probably be presented to entertain the guests some dancing, some serving, other’s simply there to be pleasing to the eye. Slaves were the backbone of the Kingdom and the coin of commerce. It finally dawned on him why the guests list was so extensive. They were going to take slaves from highborn families it left them indebted to the Queen for fear of killing off the children of the people. He knew this for one reason she’d done it once before that was how she lured out the three strongest fae. He was called home to keep law and order.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Once upon a time</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sexy Firefly</strong> on <strong>25-01-2013, 03:12:03</strong>
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				&nbsp; <br>Twelve years, that was how long it has been, twelve years since her world had been shattered and flipped on its ear, twelve years since the only parent she had ever known fell to the horrible monstrosities of the outside world. A low some peddler, Gavin Beaulieu really had no business being on the road that day, he had promised his little girl that he would be back in two days that this market would be good for them, a way to start a new life, and she along with his new bride believed him. His new bride, barely a day married and she stood with her two daughters at the gate watching as her husband bent to give Ella a kiss, his eyes full of love and adoration for this little girl, maybe it was jealously, that pain of envy that touched her vain heart that anyone could love anything more than her, or maybe it was a pure dislike of the girl, whatever the reason the woman looked on with disgust written all over her features, even her daughters looked on with envy, he had not shown them the same emotion in parting, no, Ella was different, had always been. She was his. <br><br>When she was left on his doorstep, a bundle in a basket swaddled in pink blankets, he knew she was special and that he would love her. Even his first wife took her as her own, the truth being that she was a barren woman, had been resigned to that fact and yet here were the gods granting her the chance to be a mother. They had eight years of happiness, of love and family, Ella grew into a beautiful child full of heart and energy. Her bright blue eyes always alert and curious to the world, her best friend, was a kitchen mouse, she would lay by the kitchen fire and talk to him for hours. Gus, such a faithful little friend. Then her mother was gone, it happened so suddenly, not even a chance to say good bye or morn, Gavin felt Ella needed a mother and low and behold it took him a year to find her. A nasty woman, more into herself than Gavin, vain and heartless, her only love was shown to her two daughters, just as vain and evil ass their mother. They envied Ella, because she had a heart of gold and hope, lots of hope. <br><br>It was on this faithful day twelve years ago that Ella was transgressed from a member of the family, to a lowly servant of her stepmother and two nasty stepsisters. Her room was cleaned out and moved to the attic, Stepmother not wanting her in the way when guests visited, the key to the attic always on her person. Ella’s only sanctuary the kitchen, nobody bothered her there, in fact no one except her was ever in there. The way she was summoned was by a bell system, lined one wall and connected to a room of the house, her stepmother or sisters would ring the bell and like a dutiful child Ella would obey. <br><br>Squeals echoed around the house, the entry way with its high ceilings and open arches a sound magnifier as the voices grew with the excitement of what had just arrived. A twenty year old Ella ran out of the kitchen her bright blue eyes wide with curiosity her tattered and ember singed dress swooshing about her ankles in her haste to get into the entry, that she actually tripped and stumbled into the mass of jumping flesh. “OWWWWwwwww Cinderella….You stepped on my toe.” Her step-sister yelled as the jumping them turned to one of agony, with her jumping and gripping her foot. Ignoring her sister’s cries she looked at the other’s hand and say what must be the good news; it was a gilded sheet of parchment the writing very elegant as it scripted the page. Before she had a chance to read it, head bobbing with the motion of her sister’s jumps, the parchment was stolen away by her step-mother, who by the looks of her face had nar a chance to read the contents. <br><br>“Girls This is a great honor for the family!” She exclaimed her eyes rising to her daughters who had stopped there annoying jumping and stood fixing their disassembled gowns. Ella stood in the back, not sure if she was even seen yet, but in some sense not wanting to be. “The Queen has invited the members of the household to her son’s welcome home ball!”She exclaimed in a tizzy her mind already working over gowns and hair styles when a voice peeped from behind her beautiful daughters. <br><br>“Does that mean I can go stepmother?” Ella had asked, her voice soft and beautiful grated on her stepmother’s ears, yet she smiled and gestured her finger. “Step Forward Cinderella….Let me look at you.” Ella slowly stepped forward, her back prickling with awareness from the last time this had happened, but as she got closer her stepmother grabbed her chin, swinging her head this way and that as if looking at her. “You have grown into quite the beauty haven’t you?.....I suppose you could come if…”<br><br>“But mother!!!!!!” The sisters shrieked causing Ella and their mother both to wince, that was before the mother let go of Ella roughly and put her hand up. “If you can get all your chores done and find a dress before the carriage arrives.” The daughters smiled evilly and nodded their heads in agreement. <br><br>“Oh I will!!! I will.” She spoke with her first genuine smile, her step mother only nodded and with her own smile waved her away. “We shall see….Now fix us our breakfast, and the laundry is ready to be washed and folded.” With that Ella was left to shrink back into the kitchen a new hope flaring within her breast.&nbsp; <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Once upon a time</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anteros Vox</strong> on <strong>25-01-2013, 16:45:09</strong>
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				In the morning it had been extremely busy as the servants of the Palace were near running around to ensure the final touches to the entrances and the large grand ball room. Caleb had kept to himself, able to feel the eyes on him upon passing. Most had been quick to bow lowly almost face to ground while other's kept avoiding any eye contact with him. Blue deep clear eyes that would have been beautiful if they did not hold a look of disgust behind them. He'd needed to speak with Maleficent the Queen, her chambers were high to the Northern wing of the palace. The Queen enjoyed her perch over the palace where she could gaze out over her domain able to see for great distances to the people below. Caleb began to walk high through the steps the spiraled twist upward as torch by torch would light before him. She knew he was coming and she knew why. <br><br>When he reached her door it was surprisingly demure for a woman who was known as being the terror of stories. Yet she was just after all a woman underneath her demon spirit. He’d lifted his hand to knock upon the richly carved door until it opened. “Come in my son. Come in.” She had the voice of a siren and it was perhaps one of the few things he did enjoy to hear. Though like all sirens they led one to their death. He looked around her vast apartment, shimmered material hanging along her open balconies, deep tones of ornate purples were seen everywhere. Translucent greens and dark wooded furniture all richly presented to the eye. The black cage of her raven lay open as it eyed him that creature that never died… he hated it. Remembered it pick at his head while training when he was younger.<br><br>“My Queen.” Her form standing there looking into the brightly lit orb of her scepter. He felt himself take a knee it was almost involuntary but perhaps just habit. “I know why you’ve come here. You want to know why.” Caleb felt himself nod. “Have I not pleased you enough?” He felt like a child still unable to please his mother this all felt like a rejection to him and for what ever reason it mattered what she thought of him. She was displeased he knew it. Her cool voice lifted as her fingers touched his head. “Your war efforts were remarkable my son, yet you have failed to bring me the remaining pieces of souls. It is time to be home and recover. I am displeased but I am also pleased to have you back home. TO have your presence to command your brothers. They grow restless when you three are separated… you are all one piece of a triad.” He scowled feeling his face warm. <br><br>“What does it matter only a few more months I am certain I would have had found them.” Surely not… they were to far from the sand Kingdom for one more month, and the other princesses were well hidden. He looked up and slowly stood catching her hand away from his head. “Why a ball?” She had her reasons but would not yet tell him. How else to find a princess but to present a prince. “For your return my pet. You need not worry if you think I am going to keep you here. Soon enough you and your brother’s will lay siege to the Desert Kingdom that hold the princess Jasmin. Already the advisor has given us all the information we needed.” He was glad to hear that he wouldn’t be grounded here to remain stuck in this place. <br><br>A man like him needed to be out there rather than confined though he could not deny that being home made him feel stronger. The spell she had over him made him different it made him feel alive as well as that need to do what he was created for. War. He was the commanding general for his Queens armies of course he would not be left here… yet he was not merely war the human side of him had been descendant of Kings and Queens. He was also Peace… the spirit of peace lay in dormant with in him. Like his brothers Famine his dormant spirit, Happiness. Pestilence his brother’s dormant spirit was Forte. Each one caused to serve as their alter a different side of the coin. Only Caleb could bring peace to this kingdom and if he would lay war to the world in the end he would bring peace. <br><br>“Oh son, do not concern yourself with such things for now. Enjoy yourself tonight take a toy, drink, fuck do what it is that you do best.” She said with a dismissal. Growling almost he’d turned and began to walk off. Secrets there were too many in this household. As he came down the steps he did his best to keep away from the mass of people the sweet smells of food rising from the Kitchen had made him walk passed it to have a moment to himself away from the comings and goings. He had a good few hours and he would spend them to better his aim. Stringing his bow along the archery range. It would be too long until even then he would have to dress for the evening.<br><br>As the hours passed he’d found himself in his chambers being shaved and sitting there as the servant nearly trembled to keep from cutting his skin. He had even allowed his hair to be cut shorter looking younger considerably from what he had looked like when he returned (http://seat42f.com/images/stories/tvshows/TheTudors/Season4/S0401/Tudors-Season-4-6.jpg). He dressed in a fine suited tunic its leather and trim had been accustomed to his form which was tall and large. His build had been the build of a man in training and by the age of sixteen he’d already won several battles. Now at the age of twenty one he’d taken the role of General perhaps that was always the role he’d been destined to have. He would drink then, he could fuck any time he wanted to and there were no end to the number of servants who could give him pleasure. He didn’t care at the moment but to drink and feel the release of concern he wanted that.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Once upon a time</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sexy Firefly</strong> on <strong>01-02-2013, 20:21:44</strong>
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				The last two days left Ella exhausted and raw boned by the time the evening of the ball arrived. Her step family had been relentless in there task making, and sometimes Ella was left up til odd hours trying to finish the list of chores given to her that day. Her face had fallen quickly from that hopeful smile two days ago, turning into a permanent frown, as she tried to wipe at the ash from her forehead, only succeeding in spreading it further on her face. She had just finished cleaning out the fireplaces and sweeping the chimneys, a dangerous job to say the least. Now carrying her last bucket of ash to the outpost in the back she huffed and sat on an over turned log, her only chance for a break. <br><br>Her poor body literally caved in on itself as she sat, causing her to wish most violently for a bed, her back ached, her arms and legs felt like jelly and every muscle in her body ached for rest. Yet with all the aches and pains, Ella's hope to finally be counted as one of the family was stronger, her reserve to carry on with everything her step family asked and the reward of the ball kept her strong and carried her through the day. This reserve was what had her standing up, upturning the bucket of ashes onto the pile before, with a new bounce in her step, carried it back into the house. <br><br>Little did she know that her step mother had another very long list of things for her to do, and it was waiting for on the cutting table. Ella was flabbergasted, it was like her step-mother was waiting for her to finish one list just to give her another, and what was on this list was insane.....Most of these tasks were, for lack of a better word, stallers. Sighing Ella tilted her head up longingly yearning for the comfort of her attic bedroom, and the dress hanging on the door of the opened wardrobe. <br><br>It had been her mothers, and little out of date.....Admittedly a lot out of date, but Ella had planed to fix it up and wear it for this evening....but that was starting to diminish with each passing hour and the length of the list as her step mother kept adding chores to the bottom. Ella should have seen this coming, should of had some clue as to the workings of this woman's mind, and yet she was still that little girl striving to be loved in a loveless relationship. She had always wanted a mother, and yet even with that figure hovering so close, she was denied the one thing she had longed for....Love. <br><br>Was late in the evening when Ella finally climbed the stairs to her attic bedroom, her step-mother and sisters had left, all to happy to leave Ella behind, and now the house was silent. She had been belittled and degraded all day and yet her step family had not found that enough, in fact as Ella had hurried to do something with the dress of her mother's, and be downstairs as the horses arrived, her Family were all to keen on not letting her go. In fact the moment they saw her dress and what she had used, some scrapings of her step-sister's, they flew into a rage and ripped her dress into shreds. Leaving Ella in the middle of the foyer with a dress falling off her shoulders. <br><br>Sitting on her bed, Ella looked up to the new stars twinkling just out of reach, her eyes wet with unshed tears and her lip quivering slightly as the bought of sadness washed over her. It wasn't fair, she had just as much right to go to that ball as the rest of them, more so since she was rightfully a part of the household. Huffing she launched off the bed and flew downstairs, the silence thickening around her to an almost claustrophobic pace. Air...She needed air. <br><br>She had just made it out side when a bright light flashed, blinding her for a moment or two. Her hand had instinctively come up to shield her eyes and as it lowered a woman stood before her. Ella was dumbstruck, all reaction left her and she just stared, opened mouth and wide eyed at this figure standing in front of her, no floating in front of her. "Who......What?....." She stumbled her voice getting caught in her throat as she coughed and tried this again. "Who are you?" She asked, curious, yet very frightened. <br><br>The woman smiled her hand waving in front of her, a stick like object in her hand, later would be realized to be a wand, "Why...I am your fairy godmother Cinderella." Her voice sweet, candy like as it melted on the ear and drew you in, Ella just stared, her eye brow raising in confusion and disbelief. The woman laughed and with a flick of her wrist she was no longer surrounded in a halo of pink and had somehow floated to the ground, her dress falling around her like petals on a flower. "Don't look surprised Child, I am here to help you." She spoke moving forward. <br><br>Ella instinctively moved back her hands coming up in front of her. "Fairy....Fairy Godmother....I didn't realize I had one of those..." She was stumbling over her words again, but this was weird, unbelievable, impossible even. She had never believed in magic, or that it even existed in the world and here it was right in front of her. "Help me?....Help me with what?" She had asked as her fingers came up and quickly swiped at the tears that had fell loose and slipped down her cheek. <br><br>"Well Of course you do..."She answered plainly and began to circle her, her eyes wide with interest as she sized Ella up, her lips pursed. "Why Help you get to that ball of course." <br><br>&nbsp; 
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				Post by: <strong>Anteros Vox</strong> on <strong>12-02-2013, 17:29:29</strong>
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				As the events of the evening were slowly dragging on he had been struck with a long standing boredom. His Queen, sitting at her throne and there in their order of importance were he and his brothers. It was his even then why did Caleb feel as if this were a game against him. Long years had served as good reminders that he was never given anything with out hard work and disappointment. Yet she all but ruled the entire realm maybe she was now ready to allow the world some sense of peace. Caleb lifted a hand running it over his head the short hair felt better much better. His long campaign had made for the lack of a barber to tend to him and shaving with even the sharpest dagger still hurt and cut. His clean cut appearance had shown now his is face, as it was no longer hidden behind a full coarse dark blonde hair.<br><br>His however was still a bit darker the sun having worn on the color of him into a darker tan then his mother. Whose sickly pale skin at time often looked a bit green at times. He’d never seen anyone THAT pale. Her eyes shining out in a brilliant green framed in black coal and bright red lips she was not ugly at all in fact she was a rather handsome woman. Though what man would have wanted her? She was like a snake in the bed and with any sudden movement death. As the guests began to arrive each one was announced, families of wealth and lords among the citizens were cautious to walk before them. Each with a small token to give to the Prince. Small tributes of their prized profession… the glass cutter brought a ranged sight a scope he had called it. The titled who were of lesser note were also brought the baker and his good fortune had come up offering his best small delicacies of a dark bittersweet taste. <br><br>Though as each House seemed to bring their daughter’s in tow. Young ones, tall, short, even a bit pudgy, the lovely, and the exotic yet Caleb summed them all up in his head at the first glance. He was not the type to have a long conversation with any woman. They were after all just woman and there were two things to be gained from them, sex and pleasure. Two very different things. He however played his part tonight bidding all with appreciated nods and welcomes as they were taken away by the pages to their the long tables and seated. The meal began to be served in small portions to see their those waiting as others were still arriving, plying them well with wine and beer. Caleb wished he could sit down already… many had come in masks having to remove them before entry though it was after all a masquerade but the dancing would awit until everyone invited had been announced.<br><br>Caleb’s brother (well not really his brother) though his demonic brother, seemed to elbow him as he stepped forward. The brief pause of guests opted a word of humor. “Seems someone is trying to marry you off.” Caleb scowled. No she wasn’t. It was hardly an idea to marry him off he pitied the girl he would have to marry. Those dark blues shifted with the same annoyed look. “I doubt it. I could never marry any of these peasants.” A fact that he knew well enough he was after all of royal blood and if he had to marry beneath him it would be a regrettable match for the bride. Though with so many Princesses dead at some point marriage would have to be considered… with someone under his station. It was a humiliating fact. Was that hen the purpose? To humiliate his failure to find the remaining Princesses by shackling him to a stupid peasant? <br><br>Caleb didn’t say a thing he didn’t think a thing, he merely focused his eyes back to the long red carpets over the marble.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Once upon a time</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sexy Firefly</strong> on <strong>13-02-2013, 21:24:08</strong>
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				"Well Of course you do..."She answered plainly and began to circle her, her eyes wide with interest as she sized Ella up, her lips pursed. "Why Help you get to that ball of course." <br><br>Ella was in shock, mouth opened, lips quivering, she probably looked like a fish as she stared in open eyes fascination at this woman in front of her. Could she really be trying to get her to the most talked of celebration in the kingdom, her, Ella, the girl with absolutely no prospects other than indentured servant. Shaking her head rapidly back and forth Ella stammered over her words as she tried to speak. "Ball?.....Impossible....." Two words, to which the fairy laughed and walked around her again before viewing the back garden. There were many a prospect to aid in this endeavor and the fairy was told specifically that this girl had to come to the ball. For what reason, the fairy knew not, only knew that she would get rewarded handsomely for doing this task. <br><br>"Nothing is impossible with a little magic, deary, now what shall we do first?" She asked it as a question, but it really needed no answer for with a flick of her wrist a string of light burst from the wand, causing Ella to jump back in fear, a sound like a gasping scream escaped her lips as she witnessed an ordinary pumpkin become a glamorous white carrage, rhinestones and all glittered in the moonlight. It was the most beautiful thing Ella had ever seen, which really was not saying much since the only thing more beautiful was in her imagination. Walking up to it she hesitated before reaching a hand and fingering the side, it was real, and not at all like the pumpkin it had once been. "But....." She was at a loss for words, turning wide eyes un to the fairy she watched as more magic completed her entourage, two footmen, a driver, and four beautiful white horses. All in front of her very blue eyes. <br><br>Then the fairy turned eyes to her, a glint of something appeared within there depths but quickly faded as she stepped forward. "And now my dear it is your turn." She flicked her wand and Ella on instinct screamed and covered her eyes. A tingling sensation rushed over her limbs as she stood there eyes closed beneath her hands, but that was it, no pain, no other form of sensation, just an annoying burst of tingles that quickly faded. On opening her eyes she noticed the light blue satin gloves stopping at her elbows and with a gasp she looked down. Her hands sprang out to her sides she she swooshed and turned in the blue gown <div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://yesindress.com/images/promdressesuk/blue-ball-gown-strapless-and-sweetheart-bandage-floor-length-quinceanera-dresses-with-beading-and-ruffles-and-embellished-trim-prom01265.jpg)</div></div> so extravagant and lovely. bringing her hands to her throat she felt the blue necklace, the diamonds sparkling in the rays of moonlight, than they travled to her hair, up in a bun with curled tendrils framing her face. <br><br>Tears seemed to back her eyes and she rushed to the fairy and hugged her. "Oh thank you! It is wonderful." She couldn't stop smiling. The fairy hugged her back her smile just as big as she laughed and nodded her head. <br><br>"You are welcome, now one more thing." She pointed her wand at her feet and Cinderella lifted the front of her gown as a pair of glass slippers appeared on her dainty soles. They clicked on the pavement as the fairy ushered her into the carriage. "Now go meet a prince charming, but remember, this only lasts until midnight." <br><br>"Oh I will, I will remember! And thank you!" She yelled as the carriage rolled away, leaving her garden and house far behind. <br><br>It took her a while to get to the castle and when she at last arrived dinner had just ended and the dancing had begun. The line of carriages that lined the entrance shocked Ella she looked out the window at the darkened castle, not at all what she had expected, in fact it looked frightening as it blended into the night. Stepping out of her carriage Ella took a deep breath looking up and following the turrets all the way to the sky before lowering her gaze and walking with sure steps up and into the castle entrance. <br><br><br>Coming to a halt just above the ballroom, she looked on a little in shadow as the couples swirled in a circle of color and the music burst into a loud crescendo. Taking another deep breath Ella counted to five before stepping into the light and almost immediately wanted to turn and run at the long array of gasps that sounded on her appearence, even the music seemed to stop playing as she was revealed. <br><br>Blue eyes bright as they stared out of her mask of blue and sliver. <div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://www.maskitalia.com/assets/images/masks/fulls/MC100LSa.jpg)</div></div>
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