A Cinderella Story, Part Two
A Cinderella Story, Part Two

A Cinderella Story, Part Two





A Message From Cinderella To The Handsome Prince


When our magical day finally arrives,

And at long last the wait is over . . . .

We’ll begin the next leg of our journey.

I’ll be your queen. You will be my king.

The long delay to be reunited,

The painful sacrifices, the gut-wrenching distance will be no more.

You’ll take my hand in marriage and kiss your bride.

Then guide me gently into your world.

P. S. The key word here is gently. Remember, I’m clumsy. I can’t walk very well in glass slippers. And I really don’t want to fall flat on my ass with the whole world watching.


*This is part two of a story about an American girl named Cinderella, and the Handsome Prince who taught her what true love is all about.


After returning to his Kingdom, the Handsome Prince faced many obstacles. Every day seemed to bring a new accusation of some type of despicable act he allegedly committed.

The bright spot in his life was Cinderella. Their friendship had grown into a deep love that surpassed anything either of them had ever known. Though they had not yet disclosed their relationship to the world, some palace insiders were aware of it.

And they did not have his best interests at heart. They were, in fact, the worst of his enemies. In public, they had sworn allegiance to the prince. Privately, however, they planned to destroy him.


The prince knew how ruthless his enemies were. They even tried to turn Cinderella against him. Using underhanded tactics, there had been several unsuccessful attempts to get her to betray him.

But Cinderella’s loyalty never wavered. As a result, their bond grew even stronger.

The Crown Prince of Saudi Arabia

The media’s negative portrayal of the prince as a ruthless, power-hungry dictator was baffling to Cinderella. The man she knew was nothing like that.

She wasn’t naive. She knew from experience that people weren’t always who they appeared to be.

And there’d been a time when she wondered if she was wrong about the prince. So she tested him, looking diligently for signs of deception or manipulation.

Cinderella subjected him to countless interrogations, and challenged his motives and integrity. After reading controversial articles in the press, she demanded explanations from him.

On a few occasions, she intentionally insulted his royalty. She also questioned her own value, wondering what a man of royalty, a Crown Prince, wanted with her.

Cinderella was terrified of getting hurt again. If the prince had any chinks in his armor, she was determined to find them.

Yet, no matter how hard she tried, she simply could not find what wasn’t there.


History In The Making



The Handsome Prince had patiently answered every inquiry, not letting Cinderella know her doubts hurt him. He knew she was trying to protect herself, and he didn’t blame her for being vigilant. 

Still, it was tiresome to keep defending himself against the lies and rumors. He had learned to ignore the negative publicity. But he couldn’t ignore Cinderella. He wouldn’t ignore her. He loved her too much.

When the media started demonizing the prince, the public’s perception began to change. He was terribly distressed by this turn of events. He was called a murderer and compared to Hitler.

The media attacked him relentlessly, and even worse, convinced many people that the accusations were facts. He finally realized that he simply couldn’t read the propaganda anymore. Not if he wanted to have any peace of mind.

His only comfort was Cinderella’s faith in him. True enough, there had been a few rough spots in their relationship. He thought she’d never realize how much fake news was written about him.

Historically speaking, the monarchy was surrounded by secrecy. The rest of the world wasn’t privy to the inner workings of the Kingdom, or its Parliament. As a result, few people knew that the prince was divorced.

He thought about when she read he was married, and smiled. Not just married, but with several wives. Cinderella nearly went ballistic.

It wasn’t exactly easy to convince her she’d be his only wife. One thing about his feisty American, she was stubborn. And she wasn’t afraid to speak her mind, royalty be damned.

Cinderella was coming soon to plan their wedding. He knew the media would go crazy when the heir to the throne announced he was marrying an American. That was one story he couldn’t wait to read.


Meanwhile in America, Cinderella had been busy. She founded a media company and became a publisher. She continued to write, and was a passionate Advocate for victims of Narcissistic Abuse. She also published her first book. It was dedicated to the prince.

For Mohammad,

You taught me what true love is all about. I will forever be yours. Because of you, I now know what it’s like to be treated like a queen. I love you.

Serena Prince

Cinderella no longer had doubts about the prince. She often felt like the only one who knew of his goodness. Despite being called a dictator, he wanted to make his kingdom a better place, not more repressive. Nobody ever got to hear about the good things he was doing.

Nobody was told how hard he fought to end underage marriage. Certain members of Parliament vehemently opposed the prince’s motion. After a long battle, the prince finally prevailed.

Cinderella reached her own conclusions about the inner workings of his homeland. Until he became king, he was basically a scapegoat. It was a monarchy under the control of a government that didn’t want to change.

The prince was planning to make lots of changes. He hated repression and believed everyone should be free to make their own decisions. He envisioned a better life for his people, without government control. 

His powerful enemies despised his vision. They had to stop the prince before he became king. Since they controlled the media, they decided to use it to their advantage.

First on the agenda: Set the prince up for murder.

To Be Continued . . . .

English Translation:

“When I found you, I found an all new universe in your arms. I found my perfect partner in you. I found love, affection, and protection in you.

I found possessiveness, madness, passion and insanity in your love. I found recognition respect and forgiveness. I found life, reason, and depth.

I found my reason to smile. I found the reason behind my existence. I found my reason to wake up every morning. I found new dimensions about my life.

I found a treasure of love buried under my own bones. Finally, as if that wasn’t enough, I found myself in you, too.”
Aarti Khurana

Read A Cinderella Story, Part I


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