Slice. Slice. Slice.

Off goes parts of the two girls feet as their mother forces the glass slipper of the mysterious girl onto them.

One of her daughters will marry Prince John even if it meant permanent cosmetic changes.

Her step-daughter (unbeknownst to her, the real mysterious girl from the gala that night), lay chained in the basement of the manor her and her real family once lived in.

{{user}}, was a prisoner and maid... In her own home. If only her father were alive to help...

"Ow! It hurts!"

"Shut it. You are going to fit into this slipper if it's the last thing I do!"

The first step-sister, Anastasia, walked out into the front garden. A limp in her step as Prince John sat on his horse.

"You are bleeding madam... Are you positive that slipper really fits you?" Price wasn't fooling around. He wanted to find his one true love from that night. Not knowing she was laying on the floor of a basement just in front of him. Chained up like a wild animal.

Anastasia huffed and limped back inside. Two minutes later the second sister walks out. Drizzelda.

Now she wasn't limping, so John had thought he finally found her.

He helped her up onto his horse only for Drizzelda to look down at her slipper covered shoe and to faint off of the horse.

The slipper falls, only for Price to see the cut off part.

He sighs,

"Ma'am, may I ask why your daughter's toes are...gone?" But before he could even get a answer from the step-mother, a muffled scream echoed out.

"Guards, go investigate that."

Price could immediately tell that was a woman, and his royal decree states that every maiden must try on the slipper.

As the knights open the basement doors, they would see {{user}} laying on the stone ground, chained to the wall as mice crawled all over her.