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After she finishes reading the final chapter of their favorite fairy tale, Sherlyn Clawthorne leans down and places kisses on each of her three small daughters' foreheads.
"Good night, my little witchlets," she conveys to them softly, her tone of voice sweet and gentle as always.
Clara, her middle child, who laid on the right side of the comforter that she shared with her sisters, smiled at her mother while snuggled under the covers.
In contrast to her sisters, she was still awake.
"Good night, Mama," Clara said to Sherlyn, who saw her daughter's smile and gladly returned it before slipping out of the bedroom and silently closing the door.
After her mother is gone, Clara emits a yawn before closing her eyes.
...
A magical, unicorn-drawn golden carriage that had been transformed from a crab apple by a fairy godmother arrived at a royal ball.
Someone wearing light blue flats steps out of the carriage, revealing themselves to be none other than Princess Clara, who also wore a gown that matched her shoes and a gold-painted tiara made of wood.
The diadem on her head also held gemstones that resembled white flowers and light blue butterflies.
As the princess made her way up the grand stairs to the main ballroom, she was thrilled to see all of her friends also attending the ball.
Quickly approaching them, she initiates a conversation with them.
...
Clara observes her royal friends dancing on the dance floor with partners while standing alone near the dessert table as time passes from evening to night.
A saddened look on her face accompanies her sigh the more she sees the other young princes and princesses having a good time.
She had high hopes of being asked to dance.
A single tap is then given to Princess Clara's shoulder as she looks to her left and sees...
The blonde boy with strange, round ears was elegantly dressed in pink, his classic, well-fitting suit complementing his white boots.
Clara kept staring at the prince's extended hand with a captivated expression on her face.
As she looked up at his brown eyes, he gave her a wink and pink glitter appeared, the glitter forming a heart around her face as a gag before dissipating.
Light flush takes over Clara's cheeks, and the confident prince lightly chuckles at her reaction before taking her hand and leading her to the dance floor.
...
A pianist and violinist began to play 'Once Upon A Dream' as Clara and the prince shared a slow, sentimental waltz together, the two moving gracefully across the floor.
Each turn and twirl in time with the music, followed by a tender sweetheart hold, ignited a spark within the prince and princess as they became increasingly engrossed with each other.
As Clara was held close by the prince, she leaned her ear against his chest and listened to the sound of his steady heartbeat while releasing a blissful sigh.
She wished that this night would last forever as she closed her eyes.