The Twelve Dancing Princesses
Princess Attentia woke up the morning after the great feast filled with excitement. She was the only one of her sisters who had fully recognized the validity of the wizardess's claims. She knew it was true; for she could recall in vivid detail the dreams where she and her sisters gathered together in their father's castle each night, dancing away the hours. She also knew that she was not nearly as happy now as she had been in her childhood home. What surprised her was to learn that her sisters suffered similarly. They had all seemed, to her, so content and settled in their married life. No doubt she, too, appeared to be the same.
She was certain the wizardess could help. The fact that Harmonia Brist had identified the problem of the worn shoes gave her cause to hope. How wonderful it would be if she could become as joyful and content with her husband as she had been with her father and her sisters.
Princess Attentia put on her prettiest dress and sat down at her dressing table to style her hair. As she did so she thought about the wizardess. How beautiful she was! And oh, how Princess Attentia admired her. She wished that she were more like her.
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