I need more help with this story: Once upon a time I, Prince Andrew, was perfectly known as the son of Queen Adelaide, my mother. Castle Combe, Wiltshire was where we lived and was known for its extravagant ball dances in early spring. Clarice Dankworth, my mother’s best friend was known for being extremely annoying and sarcastic along with her 2 sons Alexander and Christopher Dankworth which were selfish, but they were my best friends, their stepsister. Cindy Elle, was quite different from them.

She didn't have a royal name due to her father which he also did not come from a royal family, he died 3 months ago and left Cindy with her cruel stepmother. We all call her Cinderella. I rarely saw her in our parties or meeting gatherings, bt I suppose that she was the “maid” of the house since they treated her unfairly and were rude to her, even if she seemed that she did not mind you could see the rage of anger as her eyes started to water, bt quickly hid her face so that she couldn't give a problem, her stepmother Ms. Dankworth noticed every time so she would call her nasty names in front of anybody and smack her saying “toughen up Cindy a man hates a gal that cries for stpidines. I never really was brave enough to say something because her brothers would tell me that It was none of my business, after all she was not allowed to talk to me, Amelia Dankworth also known as her step cousin was her best friend so she would always tell me what was going on with her, don't get me wrong I loved Cinderella, bt it was hard since my family always wanted me to marry someone royale, Amelia, I never felt anything towards her nor she, I told my family that I really liked Cinderella, stpid of me I said it when Ms. Dankworth was there. She stood p and said “Andrew, please look at this peasant, yo don't deserve her, get Amelia she has class” I answered “you have no right to tell me who I should love” my mother told me “andrew we will discuss this later with your father please everyone sit down” “andrew i'm just going to tell you that the ball is in a few days and yo have to pick amelia if you don't the other princesses we don't know their true intentions ” bt reality is that I knew her tyre intentions, amelia hated her aunt but couldn't do anything since her father was always busy and her mother was also Ms. Dankworth's best friend and set her as an example. Early in the morning that day of the ball- I woke up at 8 am as sal and was getting ready for the ball that started at 4 pm and the dance started at 6 pm, the night before amelia and I planned to get Cinderella out of her home to dance with me so I went to the flower shop and got her favorite flowers blue periwinkle. Around supper time amelia finished her food quickly and excised herself since the royal on ball day is common to eat all together, Amelia rushed upstairs to look for amelia, when she find her she was in ragged clothes and was messy because her mother makes sure to leave a big mess for her to clean while she and her sons where at the ball, when i was done with supper i excused myself to get ready amelia and cinderella barged in onto my room, and told me that I needed to hide her. She stayed quiet “it's alright cinderella you can talk” she shrugged and said “ thank you” Amelia handed her a light blue ball dress, HEr eyes sparkled with happiness that she started to cry. We only had an hour to get ready so amelia helped her with her hair and hand her glass slippers, she looked so beautiful as always. We all got together and headed to the party