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Stop. Please, this is madness.

Stop this.

I know what you are now.

Please.

I'm begging you.

Please, look at me.

Please, Jacob. Jacob, look at me.

Please, don't hurt me.

Begging you.

I don't want to die.

This... This isn't you.

It is messing with your head.

No, no, no, no, no, no, no.

No, no, no, no, no, no. Please, please, please, please.

Please don't open it.

Don't open it.

Please don't.

Please, please don't.

Untie me, darling.

I'm begging you.

Let me go.

This isn't real.

None of it, you know that. It is the book. It is all in your head.

It's the book. It is messing with your mind.

It is the book,

darling.

For I tear out your heart and feed it to them.

I'm gonna rip apart your soul like I ripped out our daughters!

Do we not die today?

You call that a day?

What's going on in there?

Just my mother and a servant girl.

Why? They're turning you on? Maybe.

Maybe we should have some fun with that servant girl.

Fine.

You just want to pick me.

It's the best way to rid your sins.

Sweat them out.

You may leave here in the morning.

These flames look peaceful.

With nights like these I question what hell is.

Is it for the living?

Or am I just being optimistic for death?

When I'm in here at least I'm not out there with them.

Those evil people who are my family but not my blood.

Father wouldn't want me to cry but I can't help it.

He told me to be strong.

And so that is what I must do.

Passage. Go on.

Idiot.

I'm fine.

Stop, stop. You need to rest.

I can't.

I must work.

Yes, Helena.

You must work.

I've seen soldiers fight on worse injuries than that.

They're sure to look for a new job.

You've got to get away from this place.

You're young and beautiful.

You deserve so much more in life.

You know I can't leave, Anya.

Well, uh... You know what Stepmother said.

Father's gone into town. I'm not sure when he'll be back, but... I know one

he will return.

Mama, look!

Where did you get that?

From the pantry. I managed to get it when those scary girls left the kitchen.

You've got to put it back.

But, Mama... Well, Ella gets the most.

Fold his back, stomach in, girls.

We know, Mother.

Their Majesties.

King Tresel the Mighty and Queen Mildred.

May I present Lady Dyer.

And this is Prince Levin.

We must see all.

We must see if you're fit to carry a child one day.

Turn.

Exquisite.

Don't you agree, son?

Actually, I've seen enough.

You can put your clothes back on, ladies.

I like that one.

I hate to look like that of your grandmother's.

But that one, that's certain quality to the breast.

Do you not think?

Actually, may I be excused? May I use your washroom?

Of course.

It won't go away on its own.

Pain medication.

Do you have any?

I think stepmother has some in the study.

I'll be quick. She'll kill you.

I won't get caught.

Oh, my gosh.

Excuse me. My apologies. Sorry, you made me jump.

Well,

I gave you quite the fright back there, didn't I?

Yes.

I'm not to be seen, you see.

Otherwise, my dead mother, she won't be happy. Is something the matter?

Nothing.

If someone means to harm you, I'm the prince.

I could have their head cut off.

Your fingers are beautiful.

And yet, now that I hold your hand, I see that you have a fondness for

Yes, I do.

A writer's callous is a true sign of wealth.

And yet, you do not flaunt it.

You must come to the ball.

Vince Levine!

You have nothing to worry about.

Everything is going to be all right.

I have to go.

I do apologize.

Well, shall we continue?

Actually, that won't be necessary.

What do you mean, son?

Well, are my daughters invited to the ball?

Yes, of course.

But there is someone else that I would like to invite.

Someone else?

Who? Yes, who?

This girl I've just met.

Cinderella.

Cinderella? Yes. We just met in the hallway.

She seemed terrified of me telling you, which is strange, because you seem like

such lovely, warm people.

She might come to the wall.

If that is what you want, son.

It is.

Can she attend, Lady Dyle? Of course.

The more the merrier.

Thank you for your hospitality.

Come on, Mummy.

The prince wants you there.

Maybe you've met the man of your dreams.

You.

I want all the hedges cut.

Now!

Anya, Anya.

I'd like a word, please.

Follow me.

Anya.

They take longer to heal when you get older.

It's like the body just doesn't have the fight to repair itself anymore.

It's like it almost wants to let go.

Do you know anything about horses, Anya?

Oh, they're strong animals. They can put up with the worst of it.

I'd compare you to a horse, Anya.

You've been there since the beginning, Anya.

Chasing after these two.

Oh, with that excrement dripping out of their nappies.

You've been there since the beginning, Anya. You're like a family pet.

There comes a time, Anya, when the strongest horse takes a blow. Even it

survive.

Do you know why horses are killed off by their owners?

Horses are no longer needed when they become useless.

Girls.

Do you mind helping her up?

Come on, Anya.

Running around.

Talking bad. My family.

Stealing from me.

Open wide, Anya.

Just what I need to let off some steam.

Cinderella?

Mother wants you.

You did this, Cinderella.

No, please let her go. I want you to let her go.

No.

Please, help me.

Are you going to disobey her wishes?

What do you think you're doing?

Ingrid. Why did you invite her to the ball?

Is that any way to greet your prince?

That was never part of the plan.

Oh, I love it when you get all fired up.

I saw you with her.

I saw the way your eyes looked on her.

Standing here, holding hands.

Yeah, very convincing, aren't I?

Too convincing, some might say. Ingrid, relax.

Persuade the peasant girl that I'm in love with her.

Bring her to the ball and we'll have some fun.

Very soon you will be queen because I will pick you.

Says she does have eyes for the prince.

She does.

I think he has eyes for her, too.

She's going to ruin everything.

We need to destroy her in front of everyone.

She has a diary.

I called you some wine, Mother.

Where are you going?

To get myself some food.

Sit.

You followed my instructions.

That deserves some praise.

A toast to better days.

Where is Moritz?

He went into town.

I don't know when he'll be back.

Same story you told me about my father when he didn't return.

What is wrong with you?

Sorry.

Sorry, darling.

Mother, are our dresses ready for the ball?

They're not going to look.

Is it?

The prince won't be able to take his eyes off you.

What time are the carriages arriving?

Are you going to eat, Cinderella?

It's Cinderella.

Please

leave

me alone.

Don't want the coming in here.

I wanted to apologise for my sister and I.

We only tell lies about you for fun, you see, but seeing you at the table and

what you did to Anya... It's dreadful.

These are the nicest things you own.

You should wear them at the ball.

They don't even fit me.

You've tried them on.

Yes.

Even I don't have dainty feet like you.

They were the last thing my father gave me before he... before he left.

Sorry.

What's wrong?

It can be such a challenge living here sometimes.

I understand.

It's hard having no one to love.

The prince, he comes along, he could be the one, but then...

Okay.

He could never love me or Ingrid.

Four. He has eyes full.

Who?

You.

Me?

Tomorrow.

He'll pick you at the ball.

Your beautiful glass slippers.

I have a flea pot.

Congratulations, Cinderella.

You were the chosen one.

Who's there?

Laugh at you.

Not you.

Tell lies.

It's noon.

Oh, sorry.

Well, it's just... You have to get ready

for the prince.

We all know it's you who wants.

Come on.

Let's get ready.

Together.

Come on.

Tighter. You look so beautiful, Ingrid.

And now, for you.

It's not as grand as mine and Hannah's, but...

It's something.

You can get ready in here if you like.

Just don't... Thank you, Ingrid.

Just don't take too long.

Okay.

I'm ready.

What do you think you are doing dressed like that?

I didn't have anything to wear to the ball.

You're not going...

But the prince... The prince?

He's young and ignorant.

He doesn't know what he wants.

Yes, he does. He's smart.

He doesn't want a peasant girl like you.

You're going to be busy.

Now we don't have poor Anya.

Girls, let's go.

He's gone into town to find his mother.

Just like your father went into town to find a better daughter.

Where is my father?

Tell me!

He's not the same alive.

I know something's happened to him.

This will be my own home.

Ella was meant to be loved.

Freed from her chains held taut by her blood, not of her own.

But if she wished to set herself free, to go and see the love of her life and

be brave enough to ward off the dire bloodline, she needed to do one thing.

Rise, Cinderella, as the moon guides your way.

No need for a fairy godmother's sway.

Write a new tale with each step you take.

Your destiny awaits the decisions you make.

You're the fairy godmother of my dreams.

What is it that you wish?

I want to see Prince live in one last time.

Dance with him.

That is what you wish for?

Then you tell me then!

It's beautiful.

Shall I use my third wish now too?

No.

We'll be done.

Oh, don't give me that.

So I guess I'll have to take your word for it.

She didn't come.

What more can I do to prove it to you?

I only have eyes for you.

Can you thank my mother for that?

She only wishes to suck the joy out of everything.

Like the show can go on.

She is scary, isn't she?

How dare you disobey me?

If you leave now, your punishment will be less severe.

I plan to stay, Lady Dyer.

Whether you like it or not.

I intend to have some fun.

I've been along now.

Well, look who decided to make an appearance.

The prince has been asking for you all night.

Why don't you dance together?

Might as well enjoy yourselves.

Do you want to?

Of course.

I'll stop thinking about you since we met.

Neither have I.

I think I love you, Prince Levin.

Do

you

really think that I would love a whore like you?

Everyone, gather round.

The entertainment has arrived.

The fool in all her glory.

I don't... I don't... No, you wouldn't understand, would you, Cinderella?

Oh, she loves me.

What is it?

Well, I can't take all the credits.

It was Ingrid's idea.

We're a lot closer than you think.

Yeah.

She's told me all about you.

What are you doing?

Haven't even done it yet.

Dear Diaries, I have met the most incredible man today.

I think he could be the one.

I have those feelings I sometimes get when I have one of the good dreams.

I just couldn't stop my fingers from...

When I close my eyes, all I

see is him. Prince Levin.

The down -to -earth man I've always wanted for a pun. I feel that we have a

connection and see that the future might actually look bright.

Oh, oh, there's more. Oh, no.

Maybe I'll have my first kiss with him.

I can only hope it will be everything I've ever wanted.

Ladies and gentlemen, it seems that my stepsister has forgotten her place.

Shall we remind her?

Allow her to be your punching bag for the evening.

Hannah will show you how.

Do you know what you want?

What do you wish it?

Once your desire comes into existence, you'll be onto

me.

So.

Go on in here.

What's going on? I don't know. It's like something's taken over her or

something. She's coming.

Mummy.

Silence!

Now, Halfway wants to play games, does she?

Well, play games.

Damn. Jesus.

Hello Hannah.

That's a lovely dress.

Can you lift it up for me?

My glass slippers would look great with your dress.

Put them on.

I insist.

Put.

They are too big.

Hold it down.

I want to do the other one now.

Got something in your eye?

Levin, it's me.

I escaped Cinderella.

Ingrid?

Oh, God, let me in now.

She just went down the other hallway.

But she...

You wish it was Ingrid?

Oh.

I thought you loved me, Prince Levin. I do.

I do love you.

It was all Ingrid's idea.

It was her fault. She... She had me under her thumb.

She's evil.

She's evil. You know she's evil. She forced me to do it. She forced me.

Then you're weaker than I thought.

On the bed!

Please, please, don't.

Please, no, please don't do this. Please.

I pick you, Cinderella.

Please. Be my queen.

Please.

I thought you had a good heart.

I do.

I do.

Oh, my God.

Oh.

She must have come from the ballroom.

Or maybe she managed to escape the massacre.

Ah, the bloodbath, sir.

Is that where you come from?

Is that where you've come from?

Look at the mess.

Look at it. Look, she's bleeding.

She can't talk.

It's fine.

What's that?

I'll go and check.

It's all right. You're going to be okay.

We're going to look after you. Stay there.

It's fine.

Get the medical supplies. Okay.

It's only one way out.

Maybe I can help you with that.

You've got more courage than your father.

Your father cried like a baby.

You and I.

Yes.

My father would be ashamed!

You coward!

Or if I don't want to become one of them.

It's time for me to become a leader.

I don't understand.

Sick.

Slave.

It's time for me to rise.

Thank you.

Welcome into your home.

That's how you face the world.