A/N: These are little snippets from the thoughts of Cinderella.

Yes.

I know it's overdone. These are different, I think, from the norm.

Read, enjoy and review.

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Thoughts of a Princess

I stand in the rain and wonder as the little drops beat against my skin. I wonder why I did it all. Why I escaped from the horrors of my servants' life. I wonder why I sacrificed everything. I wonder why I ever accepted. I wondered why I ever left my life of simplicity.

And I wonder.

I stand inside the warm room and I wonder. Why I enchanted a charming man and why I was chosen of the hundreds. I wonder why. I feel a hand on my arm and I stare up at my man, my charming prince of a fairy tale.

And I wonder.

I see his dark hair. I see his blue eyes, sparkling with happiness. I see his charms and wit. I see his feet dancing in the ballroom. Was this my reward, the rush of youthful love? Was this the reward for my years of toiling away at menial work?

And I wonder.

I see the passion in his eyes. His lips slowly contact mine and I wonder. I wonder why he chose me of those women in that ballroom. I cling to my prince and he holds me in his soft embrace.

And I wonder.

His lips slowly lift from mine and I see his eyes. They seek mine. Our eyes lock and his lips descend once more. I feel the softness of his lips on mine. His hands clasp my rougher ones.

And I wonder.

He slowly caresses my back, holding me so closely, so intimately. His lips release. I breathe heavily. He laughs and tells me to hold my breath longer. I tease and flirt more. I see the look of pure love in his eyes.

And I wonder.

I remember those little words at the end of the fairy tale. And they lived happily ever after. I wonder if they're true. I wonder, while my prince smiles and laughs, if this is true love. I wonder if my life will be happy forever until we die.

And I wonder.

Dawn emerges over the hills. I look towards my sleeping prince. I cuddle closer to him under the warm covers. I close my eyes and wish for the light to go away. I wish for the darkness to come so I can sleep like this a little bit longer.

And I wonder.

He awakes. I kiss him gently and bade him good morning. He replies, with a kiss. I sigh, lay my head on his chest and breathe in his scent. He pulls the covers over my bare shoulders. My breath slows as I relax against him. Dreamily, I smile at my prince. He kisses my head and tells me that it is too early to be awake. Before I succumb to sleep completely, I hear him tell me those three special words.

I love you.

And I wonder no longer.