Description

Cinderella, at the eve of midnight, made her way, running, running, running.
She could see that the magic was already wearing off, the only gift that didn't wary away was her glassed slipper.
And of course, things have a reputation to be called what they do.
Cinderella's slippers made her fall right to her bottom, shattering one, and the other still on her twisted ankle.
"Dear!" cried the Prince who was after her.
"You are the one! My true love!" he exclaimed, ignoring the fact that she was in extreme pain and couldn't move, nonetheless react to him.
It took about ten seconds for him to realize that she was in pain and called the guards to help her and remedy it.
She, however, fell in love, despite the fact her and her now husband had ignored the fact she was hurt.
And the lived happily ever after.

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