The annual ball at Windsor Palace.

William, Prince of Wales, welcomes guests and takes photos with them, holding himself relaxed and majestic. Suddenly, one thing catches his attention, causing him to let out a quiet chuckle.

On the step of the staircase leading to the reception hall is a dainty silver slipper on a thin heel, like a frame from a fairy tale. He scanned the guests with his gaze and immediately found the owner of the slipper, a young and beautiful aristocrat standing a few steps above. Her beauty could outshine any woman this evening.

William makes his way through the crowd and picks up the slipper before walking over to the girl and kneeling before her, eliciting surprised and curious looks.

"Let me help you, Cinderella." says Will softly, gently taking her foot in his hand and placing the slipper on it.