Chapter 6
Forging Her Own Flame
Cinderella must reconcile her desire for independence with the growing connection to Prince Jake. Her fiery magic, long suppressed, begins to stir, hinting at a destiny far grander than her family ever imagined.
Cinderella tightened the laces on her sturdy riding boots, the worn leather a comforting familiar. Outside the grand, echoing halls of the castle, the world beckoned. Not the hushed, perfumed world of royal balls and whispered courtly gossip, but a world of open fields, rustling leaves, and the unbridled joy of a galloping horse. Her family, of course, had their opinions.
"Honestly, Cinderella, must you insist on this… rustic pursuit?" Bella, draped in silks that probably cost more than Cinderella’s entire wardrobe (which, to be fair, was mostly hand-me-downs from Bella and Nana anyway), fluttered a jeweled fan. Her voice dripped with a saccharine disdain that could curdle milk. "You’ll get horsehair in your hair. And your fire will singe the saddle. Honestly, the servants could handle the horses just fine."
Nana, perched on a velvet ottoman, giggled. "Imagine! Princess Cinderella, covered in… equine dandruff. It’s almost as funny as when she tried to light the hearth last week and nearly incinerated the entire west wing."
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