Fiction · Re-blog

Cinderella & the Black Ribbon at Fostel Hall Pt. 5

And now I breathe! 🙂

I truly love this Cinderella story. I am sure you would love it, too. All 5 parts are available so if this is the first time you ‘re coming across this take on an old classic, you will not have to wait to read the whole thing. 🙂


Alexis Chateau


To anyone else, Henry would have looked perfectly composed.
But not to his mother.

Not when he had inherited that mock composure from her, and suffered the same subtle signs that told the truth. He sat too still, said too little, and all emotion had been wiped from his features.

When Cinderella appeared, she could almost hear his breath catch in his throat. Her own had, as well. No one could ever accuse her of coddling her son. But she feared for his heart, no less than her daughter’s.

What if his interest in Cinderella was unrequited? She had watched him pine over Angie for half a year, but had never seen him suffer a heartbreak for as long as she had known him. She wasn’t prepared to see it, now.

When Cinderella dropped her things, and threw her arms about his neck, she felt relief wash over her.


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