"It's a perfect fit." The prince grinned at her, and Nancy found herself grinning back. This was ridiculous; crazy, even. An honest-to-goodness prince knelt before her, having just slid her foot into Giselle's forgotten shoe. Nancy thought she had quashed her belief in fairytale endings long ago, but it was all rushing back to her now.

"Nancy," she offered her name quickly.

"Nancy." He breathed her name reverently. She felt downright giddy at the way he said her name.

Earlier, she had been so impressed with his complete sincerity when he had spoken about Giselle. Nancy had felt a pang then, as the words spoken so honestly had touched her heart. It had hurt a bit, knowing that she and Robert didn't share that feeling, but it had also warmed her heart to see that true, devoted affection could really exist in the world.

This was so much better. She felt light and bubbly and as if she might giggle at any moment. She hadn't giggled in years. There was warmth in his eyes, a reassurance in the way he looked at her which made her forget that they had only met earlier that evening.

His voice took on a more regal tone as he continued. "I am Prince Edward of Andalasia. My beautiful Nancy, will you…"

Nancy held her breath as Edward paused.

"…go on a date with me?"

Nancy's smile froze as what he had asked sunk in.

"Oh…um," Nancy tried to hide her disappointment. What did you think was going to happen? She chided herself silently. He was going to whisk you away to be married just like…like some fairytale? You know better.

The prince was waiting for an answer.

"Sure," she said, her voice a bit too high and weak. She forced a broad smile back onto her face.