
There are one too many Ariellas in our family chateau, when my stepmother becomes its mistress. She's the rightful Ariella, and Ariella is a name she'll only share with her daughter. Fortunately, the lady doesn't realize I'm more than happy to give her daughter anything, including my name. I've come to live for the moments when I tickle her feet into her glass slippers. Why would I wish for anything more?
Magic, however, is going to whisk me away from my pallet in the cinders for a night of lights, dancing, and mystery. Mischief will try to sweep me off my feet, but I'm not so easy to sway. For princes are not what they seem, and a servant's loyalty can be as strong as any spell.
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