Flower maiden (blodeuedd83) wrote,
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Friday Flash Fiction #week 54

Amy C over at Romance Book Wyrm and Dottie over at Tink's Place  have come up with the idea for a Monday Morning Flash Fiction challenge. Each Monday a new picture prompt will be posted and if you choose to participate - you post your story on Friday - 350 words, give or take. 

 Ella of Cinder

by Blodeuedd

Ella stood alone in the woods, shivering as her clothes turned into mist around her. The moon shone down on her and a strange yellow light danced around her. She felt miserable and sad, but that sure changed and soon she was naked, and angry.
“By Argon’s beard!” she yelled. “Come here you blasted fairy!”
A little glimmer showed up and fairy turned into an old woman.
“You had your wish my child.”
“I am naked!” Ella gritted her teeth and shook from the cold and anger.
The fairy shrugged and Ella took a few deep breaths.
“Fine,..fine!” She closed her eyes.”Will he come?” he asked with her sweetest voice.
“He will come.”

The next morning she was on her knees scrubbing the floors as the ladies of the house woke. Lady Agnes of Cinder barley looked at her when she walked by, but then why would see. Ella was a bastard and not a lucky bastard. Instead she worked as a maid as her mother had done before her. But she was smarter than her mother whose turn on her knees had not worked out that well. She moved a bit closer to the door and smiled when she heard Agnes talk to her daughters about last night’s ball. Even if they did not seem too happy about a certain beauty stealing the spotlight. Now she just had to wait as her fairy godmother had told her to.

The dust of fairy magic soon brought the prince to the mansion. He had not been able to sleep or eat, all he could think of was finding the beauty he had danced with all night long. The beauty whose kisses had made him lose his head. The beauty had said she resided at Cinder but to his disappointment the two ugly ducklings of the house were not his beauty.
“She said she lived her,” he said and almost lost his temper. He swore under his breath and the ladies hid behind their fans. He was not the most attractive of princes, or the most courteous, but he was still a prince of the realm. He turned around and saw her, then he laughed.
“You?!” he finally said and Ella came closer and curtsied.
“I am sorry your highness,” she said and looked up and fluttered her eyelashes, her bosoms heaving and with a shy smile on her lips.”I am Ella of Cinders.”
The prince laughed again.”Cinderella more like it.” He snorted and looked at her dress covered in ash. But she was still a beauty and he gave her his hand and pulled her close and kissed her. The ladies of the household gasped and he smacker her bottom. “ I am sure we can make a fine little mistress of you,” he slobbered in her ear.
She hid back he revulsion and laughed.”It would be my honor to serve you my prince.”


I continued with my re-tellings, I feel wicked :) Nope, my Ella will not become queen.
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