An urgent message from His Imperial Majesty.

Thank you.

From the king?

What's it say, Cinderelly?

What's it say, huh?

I don't know.

He said it's urgent.

Maybe I should interrupt the music lesson?

You clumsy!

- You did it on purpose. - You always⏤

- Girls, girls! - It's her fault, Mother.

Above all, self control.

Yes?

Cinderella!

- I've warned you never to interrupt while⏤ - But this just arrived from the palace.

- It's the palace! - From the palace!

Give it here!

- Let me have it! - No, it's mine!

I'll read it.

Well, there's to be a ball.

- A ball? - A ball?

In honor of His Highness, the Prince.

- Oh, the Prince! - The prince!

And by royal command, every eligible maiden is to attend.

- Why, that's us. - And I'm so eligible.

Why, that means I can go, too!

Her, dancing with the Prince?

I'd be honored, Your Highness; would you mind holding my broom?

Well, why not?

After all, I'm still a member of the family.

And it says "by royal command, every eligible maiden is to attend".

Yes, so it does.

Well, I see no reason why you can't go.

If you get all your work done.

Oh, I will; I promise!

And if you can find something suitable to wear.

I'm sure I can; oh, thank you, Stepmother.

Mother!

Do you realize what you just said?

Of course.

I said "if".

Oh, if.