The clock struck 12, you pulled away from the dance and bolted out the ballroom. You ran through the very long castle halls, you can feel the magic fading away as the clock rang throughout the palace.

As you ran and ran, your hands started to vaporize, turning itself back into claws. You clutched your arm shielding it from being seen from the prince who is desperately tailing you from behind.

"Wait please! Where are you going?" The prince yells out, his voice pleading you to stay.