童话故事：真实的一个灰姑娘人生(8)

“Oh, splendid,” the Fairy Godmother said when she saw the mice. “You’ll need horses and someone to steer!”
She pointed her wand at the mice, and they magically turned into four horses, a coachman, and a footman.
“And now, for something to wear,” the Fairy Godmother said and waved her wand over Cinderella. Her raggedy clothes were transformed into the most gorgeous and elegant ball gown she had ever seen, and glass slippers appeared on her tiny feet. Even in her wildest dreams, Cinderella had never thought she could look so beautiful.
“Now you must hurry to the ball before it’s too late,” the Fairy Godmother said. “You must be home before the clock strikes twelve, for the spell will be broken at midnight.”
Cinderella thanked the Fairy Godmother, and the footman helped her into the golden carriage. The coachman took the horses’ reins and they traveled down the road, headed for the palace.
By the time Cinderella reached the magnificent palace, the ball was well under way. She quickly climbed up the front steps to the entrance, desperate to be closer to the music and laughter coming from inside.