One day news came of a ball held to find the prince a princess. Though she hoped eagerly for an invitation, her stepmother did not permit her. Just when she was at her worst, who should appear but the grandest and splendorous fairy godmother? WIth a wave of her wand, Cinderella was transformed so she looked more beautiful than before.
She went to the ball and danced all night with the prince. But when the clock struck twelve, she fled and the magic which blessed her faded. No trace of her was left save for a dainty glass slipper (and some mice milling around some smashed pumpkin).
Cinderella was locked in her garret for it, and the next day the prince came with the duke to seek the girl with a foot small enough for the slipper. It fit her perfectly! And so Princess Cinderella was whisked off to the castle to be married to her true love.
And it is there that she lives to this day. She is now Queen Cinderella (though I am sure King Charming calls her Cindy or Ella) and her story has inspired all the other happily ever afters out there.