Last night, Cinderella was to host the greatest ball in all the land in honour of her Husband, Prince Charming. It had been months of hard work; every servant and helper furiously putting together the finest of touches to ensure everything was perfect. Invitations had been sent out to exclusive friends and acquaintances alike, reaching the farthest parts of fairyland. It was to be the event of the century.
There was no denying, Cinderella had become highly stressed of late. Organising such a fabulous ball had taken its toll, especially when perfection was her objective. Her inner control freak had taken over and she no longer cared who she upset or angered as long as the ball was exact. Friends were no longer happy with her, she wouldn't keep promises- let alone attend unnecessary events such as Alice's weekly tea party. In fact, even her own husband, who all this was for, had not been in her mind.
The Ball was lavish; champagne fountains, golden swans, shimmery streamers, a stylish décor and a feast so enormous, even the giants would be satisfied. VIPs from all of fairyland poured into the dance hall, dressed in glamorous ball-gowns and sharp suits, whirling around each other with air kisses and warm embraces. All was to Cinderella's plan and she was content at last.
Atop the main staircase in a long silver ball-gown, Cinderella was poised to make her grand entrance. Guests' heads turned until eventually all were looking in her directions in awe. She slowly glided down and smiled.
Suddenly a crack of lightning struck outside, followed by a furious roar of thunder and the lights went out. In the darkness, a sharp scream was heard, followed by a downward thudding on the stairs.
As a guest turned the lights back on, everyone was frozen in shock. Another guest screamed and pointed to the bottom of the stairs.
There Cinderella lay, twisted, broken and surrounded by blood. A guest bent down and looked at her face.
"She's dead" he declared.
Prince Charming appeared, stood at the top of the stairs; pale and confused.
And so begins your investigation. We recommend you speak directly to the King (*Birdhousebirdy
) first, before you do anything else. On His profile page, look for a hidden link to a Sta.sh document that speaks of His story. Bring Him what he seeks, and you'll be on your way.
Make sure you have read the rules!
If you don't hear back from any character within 36 hours (real life calls!), please note ^Aeirmid
for the next clue. Good luck. Story written by ^Beccalicious