It’s been five days since the ball and I’m still on cloud nine. I’ve been swaying in my kitchen to the song the prince and I danced to since I got back to the estate. None of it seems real. The fairy godmother. The prince. The horses turning back into my mice friends. If I had...
I think everyone is enjoying themselves. The ballroom and grounds were quite beautiful. Lanterns and candlelight, fountains and perfectly trimmed shrubs, and lilting orchestral music set the tone for a wonderful night. But, where was she?...
