Cinderella Page #5

because it wouldn't

have been appropriate.

And my father would have told me

what I'm telling you

and I would have listened.

- No, you wouldn't.

- Yes, I would.

- No, you wouldn't.

- I would.

- You wouldn't.

- You're right.

Well, how is he?

Your Majesty...

Never mind.

If it takes that long to work out a way

to say it, I already know.

Father...

Way of all flesh, boy.

Come.

We shall be late.

And punctuality is the...

...politeness of princes.

His Majesty, the King!

I'm sure your father spoke to you

of your behavior in the forest.

Is it any business of yours,

Grand Duke?

Your business is my business,

Your Royal Highness.

It will not do to let the stag go free.

Just because it's what's done

doesn't mean it's what should be done.

Or something like that.

Master Phineus,

master of the paintbrush,

patiently awaits.

Make him look marriageable,

Master Phineus.

We must attract a suitable bride,

even if he won't listen to a word I say.

I shall endeavor to please,

Your Majesty.

But I can't work miracles.

A splendid canvas, Master Phineus.

Thank you.

As if he knows anything about art.

So, these portraits

will really be sent abroad?

To induce the high and mighty

to attend this ball you insist upon.

Which is a tradition. Which is beloved.

At which you will choose a bride.

Fascinating.

If I must marry, could I not wed, say,

a good, honest country girl?

How many divisions will this

"good, honest country girl" provide us?

How will she make

the kingdom stronger?

We are a small kingdom amongst

great states, Your Royal Highness.

And it's a dangerous world.

Listen, boy.

- Taking you up, Master Phineus.

- Good.

I want to see you and the kingdom safe.

All right, Father,

on one condition.

Let the invitations go to everyone,

not just the nobility.

The wars have brought sorrow on us all.

What do you think?

Would that please the people?

It's beyond my wit, Your Majesty.

But I wouldn't mind a bit of a jolly.

I think we might have made a bargain.

A ball for the people,

and a princess for the prince.

Sounds like a step in the right direction,

if you ask...

We didn't ask you.

I'm so sorry.

Naughty paint, naughty brush.

Down, please, Samson.

Haven't even got a cushion.

Right, down, down. Not that...

Oi! I'm on the ground.

I am literally on the ground. Sorry.

Actually this is

a very good angle for you.

Great nostrils.

Could I have a longer brush?

You don't look well, miss.

Not at all.

Why do you stay there,

when they treat you so?

Because I made my mother

and father a promise

to cherish the place we were so happy.

They loved our house

and now that they're gone,

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