At Last The Prince Came To Cinderella's Cottage
At Last The Prince Came To Cinderella's Cottage
“He is coming!” shrieked one stepsister as she looked out the window.
“He is here, at the door right now!” screamed the other stepsister.
“Hush!” hissed the stepmother. “He'll hear you! Now get ready. One of
you must fit your foot in that slipper, no matter what it takes!” The
stepmother swirled around to face Cinderella. "Get out of my sight," she
glowered, "Go to your room right now and stay there!"
The Prince knocked. The stepmother flew open the door. “Come in!” she
said in a sweet, sultry voice. “I have two lovely daughters you must see.”
The first stepsister tried to fit her foot in the glass slipper.
As hard as she tried, her foot could not squeeze in. The second step-sister
tried to fit her foot inside, but no dice. And neither of them had the other
glass slipper.
“Are there any other young women in the house?” said the Prince.
“None,” said the stepmother.