(Imma play with third-person view and Mabel's P.O.V. for a bit this chapter.)

Vincent was almost infuriated when he discovered she left. "Don't worry brother.. We'll find her..." Violet told him. He stood up from his knees and brushed himself off. "How can you be sure sister dearest..?" He asked while picking up the rather small sized Aqua Blue slipper. "The man I was dancing with... He said his sister was the one dancing with you.. If we find him, then we surely can find her." This filled the young prince with determination. *..No pun intended..* "Richard, gather some men for me and tell them to meet in the Throne Room.." He told his brother. "Yes sir." Richard said as he bowed and left the courtyard. He sighed and sat on the stairs. Violet put a hand on his shoulder. "Don't worry, brother.. We're going to find her..."

*Aaaaand we're back to our young Pines.*

I set the tea cups on the table for mother and Damien. "So.. How was the ball..?" I asked them. "It was wonderful, sister.. All the lighting, and the music..." I smiled slightly. "And the princess..?" He looked at me. "She.. Didn't notice me at all.. She was with another man..." "I'm.. Sorry to hear that brother..." I say, apologetically. "Apparently, all the young maidens in the kingdom are to be visited to see if they fit a slipper.. Pish posh if you ask me..." My mother says, before walking upstairs to her room. I look back at Damien, who looks back at me. "Would.. You like me to do anything else for you brother...?" He shakes his head. "No.. You have too much on your plate..." He says before standing up. "One more thing..." I look at him. "Yes...?" He whispers something into my ear. "Good luck in meeting him.. I promise not to tell mother..." My eyes widen a bit, and nod at him. He then walks back upstairs to his room and I sigh. 

*You're up  Vinny* 

"This is going to be a long day..." Vincent says with a sigh. "Don't give your hopes up, dear brother. We have three houses left. Surely your dance partner is bound to be in one of them." Richard tells his benevolent brother. "I guess you're right..." Vincent says as they approach a small cottage. 

*That's your cue Shooting Star*

As I lay on my bed, I sigh and look out the window. My mother had locked me in my room to keep me from meeting the prince. He wouldn't have liked me if he found out who I really was.. I thought as I got up and sat on my windowsill. As I hear hoofprints approaching, I honestly didn't start caring. He obviously wouldn't take me, would he? I'm just a servant who has nothing, and he's a prince who has everything he could have dreamed of.. I wouldn't fit in... But I had to make him notice me so he knew I was here. I start humming while dancing around my room, while the mice were planning a way to open the locked window.

*Dip-Dot-Polka-Dot: Downstairs* 

My mother opens the door, revealing Richard and his troubled brother and his sister, who glances at me and smiles. I flash a smile and bow. "My lady..." She smiles and curtsies. "Nice to see you..." My mother glanced at me then looked back at the royal siblings. "Well, what brings you to our lovely estate..?" My mother asks them. Vincent clears his throat and pulls out (...Don't even think about it you dirty  people....) the same aqua slipper Mabel was wearing. "I believe that this belongs to a girl that lives here somewhere in the kingdom, and this is the last place we haven't looked.. May we come in..?" Vincent says, looking at her seriously. "Oh.. Well.. Of course..." My mother says, flustered. The siblings walk in and look around the front room. "Would you mind getting your sister for us..?" Violet asks, looking at me. I smile and bow. "Yes, your majesty..." I say before walking upstairs to my sister's room. 

*And finally to finish, here comes Shooting Star.*

My brother escorts me to the Main Room, where the royal siblings are waiting for me. I look at them and curtsy. "You're highnesses..." Vincent smiles and takes a step closer to me. I stand back up straight and look at him. He smiles and holds out his hand. "May I..?" I smile and nod, and he then sets me on the couch. (Get your mind out of those damned gutters you negative people....) I take off my shoes, and he puts the perfectly fitting slipper on. I smile and him and we both stand up. I glance at my mother and Damien, who bow, not saying a word.