How I Met My Princess, Cinderella.<br />By: The Prince Himself<br />
Everyone knows the story of Cinderella, but they only know her side of the story. I am worried that people might think I am a big jerk because I did not chase after her when the clock struck midnight. Here is my side of the story…<br />
Once upon a time, I hosted a royal ball in order to find my one true love and marry her. The music was flowing, and the dancers were prancing when a beautiful woman strolled into the castle wearing a tight fitting ball gown. I knew right away she was for me. <br />
It took a while for me to build up the nerve to ask her to dance. When I finally got her hand it was only a matter of time before she decided to dart for the door. <br />
Suddenly, off she went leaping down the stairs. I was so confused as to why she had left because I thought we had wild chemistry! I just stood there in bewilderment. <br />
I was astonished by what I had just seen, and it took me several days to work up the courage tochase after her. At first, I didn’t even realize that she had lost her shoe. The poor girl ran home barefoot. That is no way for my princess to travel around town.<br />
Little did I know that she was hiding something from me. She had fooled me into thinking she was my princess when she was merely a servant. It is obvious that I am not the character to be questioned.<br />
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