Ella Enchanted Page #3

And I've no intention of curtsying,

either, so forget it.

You can curtsy or not. That's your choice.

There's really nothing I can do about it.

Except have you beheaded,

but that seems a bit extreme.

Charming. Why don't you do

what your people usually do?

Steal my land and destroy my livelihood.

If you'll excuse me...

Wait a second. Come back here.

Hm?

What is your name?

Ella of Frell.

Well, Ella of Frell,

you're the first maiden I've met

who hasn't swooned at the sight of me.

Then maybe I've done you some good.

Look, I've never stolen

anyone's land or livelihood.

I want peace in the kingdom

as much as anyone.

So you have a new plan

once you take the crown?

Well...

Sort of. Of course,

I couldn't reveal it to a subject.

That's what I thought.

You're all just the same.

You care more about your fan club

and your next jousting tournament.

No, actually, I've never been comfortable

with the whole adoring fan club thing.

Perhaps that's why I find

your obvious disdain for me so refreshing.

Obvious? And I was trying

so hard to hide it.

Where's my purse? It's back there.

Wait right there. I will get it.

Prince Charmont!

Prince Charmont!

Your Highness.

Are you crazy? Why didn't you move?

I would have... were it not for your apparent

fascination with knocking me to the ground.

That's the second time today, you realize.

I'll try and be more considerate

next time I'm saving you.

Next time? What makes you think

we'll see each other again?

Well, won't we?

No.

Ella of Frell, you are not like other girls.

You have no idea.

Ella, come here.

Shouldn't you be at home

cleaning the fireplace, huh?

Stop flirting with him.

It's me he's going to have at his coronation.

Yeah, in the middle of the table

with an apple in your mouth.

Go back to the mall with Olive.

- Ella.

- Oh.

Don't bother with her. Ugh.

I'm the one you want.

I know everything about you.

I've got posters of you, and pictures.

And when we used to live in Lamia,

I used to stand outside your castle and

watch you turn your lights on and off.

Tell Ella I'll be in touch.

Right. I'll see to that.

- Where were you?

- Oh.

- I met the prince.

- You met the prince?

I don't wanna talk about it.

Olive and Hattie were there.

Hattie. Why do you always do

what Hattie tells you to do?

- I don't.

- Yes, you do.

- I don't.

- Tell the truth.

Oh, I do.

Olive, have you noticed

anything strange about Ella?

No, not really.

Have you noticed it gets darker at night,

then lighter when the sun comes up?

- That's because of Ella?

- Never mind.

- You've been acting odd, even for you.

- What do you mean?

- Oh... Don't let her see me.

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