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sayhellotofatherfrost lost his slipper

The man turned around at smiled at the woman who approached him. “Hello,” he cheerfully greeted. “I’m alright, thanks. How about yourself?” His eyes widened a bit as he looked her over, realizing who she is. “Oh, you! Cinderella, yes?” Will asked, wanting to be sure.

Her confusion was thoroughly etched onto every possible inch of her face, though she liked to think that she was hiding it well. "Yes, sir," Cindy nodded hesitantly. "I am Cinderella. My apologies, but have we met before?" She had no recollection of ever meeting him, and yet he knew her name without her so much as asking for his.

Ladies of Disney → Cinderella

the-immortal-benders lost their slippers

Cyra looked at Cinderella as she walked forward. “You sure? I could always go in there by myself, I’m pretty sure these places aren’t exactly polite.” She grinned a bit as she opened the door. “Be careful when you walk in, and don’t worry, you’ll get used to the smell.” She was right, there was a foul stink in the tavern.

"So I've heard," the Princess laughed--a nervous laugh, but a laugh all the same. She braced herself as she walked forward. There were many tales that her attendants told about what went on in such places. "Smell?" she inquired, eyebrows furrowing as she peered into the tavern. "What do you mea- Oh." Cinderella's nose wrinkled up as she walked in, hand moving up to cover it. "My, why does it smell so very bad?"