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You’re an apprentice?

Of a sort…

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Ella didn’t argue, so what if Madame’s boots were already polished to a high shine, what was a few more minutes of polishing?

Ella had promised her father before his untimely death, that she would care for Madame and her step-sisters, and that was what she was going to do.

“Yes Madame, just let me go get the polish.”

"Will there be anything else, Madame?" (for Lady Tremaine p.s. your theme works all except for your character bios)

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SHE HADN’T LOOKED AT THE GIRL, she had been trying to act as if she wasn’t there, but in truth she was fed up with the girl, she knows that everything about Ella is fake and she is going to let the real her come out. One day she will snap and she will let everyone see what a hideous creature she really is. How Madonna looks forward to that day.

Her girls are out tonight, so it’s just them, just her and Ella. Lady Tremaine looks at the girl now, her eyes are hard.     “ My boots need to be polished, ”     she extents a leg to show her the boot. One who already looks to be in perfect shape.

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No Mama, she does not believe,” Ella said miserably. “She is a fine lady who hates this place! She says it’s a backwater. She will not believe that you are father’s late wife and claim that Father left everything to her.” Embracing her mother, Ella held back tears and took comfort in her mother’s arms.

“I don’t know what to do!”

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This had to be a beautiful dream, Ella could not explain it otherwise. She had seen her mother buried years ago, yet here she was. Holding Ella close just like she had when she was alive.

Her mother’s comment about how thin she was, brought Ella back to the present. Madam in the girls was still in the house if they saw her mother Ella didn’t know what they’d do.

And then her mother asked about Father, and unbidden tears came to Ella’s eyes.

“Mother so much has changed since you’ve been gone, Father is gone, and then all the servants were dismissed so it’s just me, taking care of this big house!”

Her husband was gone. It hit her like a strong shove to the chest; she was sure she could feel her heart breaking. Tears stung quickly at the edges of her eyes, but she blinked them away, staying strong for Ella. “Oh, my darling girl,” she whispered softly, a single tear falling down her cheek. “I’m so sorry.” Her hand moved to stroke a thin piece of straw-colored hair from Ella’s face, moving in to press a kiss to her forehead.

“I am so sorry,” she murmured, glancing behind Ella at the house. “What can we do? I can’t simply talk to this woman? Would she not understand or believe?”

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“She will be, I’m supposed to bring back fish for dinner,” Ella admitted, she was still afraid of what Madame would do if she tried to leave.

“Let’s get your father, I have some money left from Papa... I’ll pay her if I have to, she won’t be happy to see me or my things go, especially Major, I’ll have to buy him from her.”

Dreams 🌹Belle & Ella📖

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I want to re-make icons...

God help me.

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Pausing Ella looked at her friend, they’d been friends since childhood, Belle knew her better than anyone. Perhaps she was right. Madam always had lots of work for Ella to do, not that Ella minded work. Ella hadn’t been sleeping well, and she’d barely had anything to eat for weeks.

“I don’t know how to get away, but you’re right I should.” The cinder-maid admitted, “if you help me, I will be in your debt.”

Dreams 🌹Belle & Ella📖

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“Your offer is much too kind, I don’t wish to be a burden to you or your father.” As much as Ella loved Maurice and Belle she knew the cost of an extra mouth to feed.

“Besides, if I leave the house will just fall into disrepair, my family has lived there for 200 years. I can’t just abandon the place.”

Dreams 🌹Belle & Ella📖

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“You make it sound so lovely, Belle.” Ella sighed as they strolled along, “but I promised my father that I would take care of Madam and the girls... besides, I can’t leave my father’s house... Mama and Papa were so happy there, now I cherish it for them.”

Dreams 🌹Belle & Ella📖

“Can we just go and live on a deserted island far away from here? Get away from Gaston and your step-mother and just people in general and live our lives the way we want to?”

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“I will try to be a good princess and eventual queen, but if I’m honest, this room is so big and grand, doesn’t it make you nervous at all?” Ella asked, “does your father request for you to come to court often?”

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“Do you spend much time in here?” Ella asked continuing to look around her at the grandeur of the throne room. Turning to her fiancee, Ella tried not to show her fear.

“Will I have to spend much time in here as Princess?”

“I wouldn’t say I’ve spent much time in here.” Charming replied. “It is mostly for the King and his Court. I’ve only spent time in here while learning to take over the role of King from my father or when he had wanted me present for certain matters.”

“Oh! No, no! You don’t have to come in here at all unless at the request of the King or to make an appearance at Court.” Charming explained. “Once you are Queen, you can make the decision to sit in on Court matters with me as King, or you could just continue to only use the room for appearances upon request.”

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“Do you spend much time in here?” Ella asked continuing to look around her at the grandeur of the throne room. Turning to her fiancee, Ella tried not to show her fear.

“Will I have to spend much time in here as Princess?”

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Thanking the guards Ella followed after Charming into the throne room. The moment she stepped inside, Ella felt so small, everything was so grand and beautiful. 

“Oh, my,” Ella murmured as she looked around her. 

Charming smiled at her. “It can be a little intimidating at first,” he began, his voice echoing in the large, empty room, “But you will feel at home here in no time!”

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“Would you like to sit down?” Ella asked a little concerned, “I don’t want you to get hurt or sick.”

“I just slept seven hours, which is twice as long as I usually sleep, so I’m a little disoriented”

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This had to be a beautiful dream, Ella could not explain it otherwise. She had seen her mother buried years ago, yet here she was. Holding Ella close just like she had when she was alive.

Her mother’s comment about how thin she was, brought Ella back to the present. Madam in the girls was still in the house if they saw her mother Ella didn’t know what they’d do.

And then her mother asked about Father, and unbidden tears came to Ella’s eyes.

“Mother so much has changed since you’ve been gone, Father is gone, and then all the servants were dismissed so it’s just me, taking care of this big house!”

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Ella jumped at the sudden voice, since the household had been dismissed after father’s death, the barnyard had become absent of human voices.

Looking up, Ella gasped.

The feed bucket slipped from her hand, spilling it’s contents onto the ground. Which caused the chicken and the geese to flock around her to greedily eat their fill.

“Oh!” Quickly scooping up Jacqueline and Matilda so that they wouldn’t be trampled, Ella untangled herself from fray before returning her gaze to the woman before her.

“Mother? I… I don’t understand, am I dreaming?”

She was surprised at how well Ella had managed to take the sight and a few rogue tears fell down her cheeks at the full sight of her daughter. She was beautiful, having blossomed from the small girl she once knew into the strong woman who stood before her. Glad to see that she still held on to the compassion she’d shown all her years, Vivienne smiled softly, her voice gentle as she dared to let her feet carry her a few steps towards Ella.

“No, my darling, this is real. I don’t know how or why, but I’m standing here in front of you. Some bit of love or magic has given me another chance at life.” Her hands moved to cup Ella’s whose hands, in turn, cupped her two mice. The touch of Ella’s soft skin made her heart leap in her chest, and she swallowed the lump in the back of her throat softly. “My Ella, my dearest girl.”

Allowing herself to close the rest of the gap, she pulled Ella into a tight hug, breathing in the soft sun-kissed scent of her blonde hair. She was so very thin, and this worried Vivienne to no end. Squeezing her softly before breaking the hug, she pulled away to meet her daughter’s gaze, a mirror image of her own. “Ella, my darling, you are so thin! Are you still taking walks? Where…“ Her voice cracked softly, a soft smile spreading across her cheeks. “Where is your father?”

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"He does," Ella admitted though she hated to think of the distress she caused.

"If it would comfort you, Your Highness, I could send the physician who attended to me to Aurora." 

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“Thank you,” Ella murmured quietly closing the door. and leading Philip down the hall so that they wouldn’t wake her sleeping child.

“Please send my love and well wishes to Aurora, I know she’ll love being a mother as much as I do, and you’ll make a good father.” The queen said graciously.

“Yes, well I worry for her,” he said as he followed her. “My mother died when she gave birth to me. I’m worried the same will happen to Aurora. I’m sure Kit knows the feeling.” Philip could barely force himself to even go on this trip, especially with Aurora soon to give birth.

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“The lilac branches are bowed under the weight of the flowers: blooming is hard, and the most important thing is - to bloom.” ― Yevgeny Zamyatin

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“I like to think I am, in away… I’m certainly not the young girl my father would remember, but I don’t think I’m the same young woman I was before you married me.“

Tenderly, Ella reached out to cradle her husband’s face in her hands.

“Being with you, being loved by you, it’s made me stronger. Does that make sense?”

"Growth is a process."

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“OF COURSE, I completely agree. No one can completely change overnight. I’m sure my father would have said otherwise, but he was known to have some rather interesting opinions.”  There he was, rambling a bit again. It was a new habit of sorts. “Who exactly is growing, dear?”