Cendrillon Finally, I was there. I managed to infiltrate the ball and get close to him. The prince. I don't know how I even did it. With a fancy alias and an elegant dress, they'd let anyone in, it seemed. This prince, he was so kind; he danced with any girl who asked politely, not just the most gorgeous ones. It was a shame I had to kill him. I was a spy, sent to sneak into the ball and stab the prince in the heart. He had made such poor decisions for the land already and could not be allowed to rule. We were dancing together, twirling in beautiful circles in perfect unison with the music. Why was he looking at me like that? He was staring. H