(A dungeon in the palace. Cinderella is on stage with the Guard.)

Cinderella: I want to speak to the king.

Guard: I'm sorry Miss. I am under strict orders not to let you see anyone.

Cinderella: I am queen of half the kingdom. Who has the authority to arrest me?

Guard: Well Miss, I mean Your Majesty, seeing as it's you, I can let you in on a few little secrets. But don't tell anyone or I'm done for.

Cinderella: That's very kind. Thank you.

Guard: Well, the way I see it is this. King Henry is on his death bed and Prince Rudolf and his mum are all for taking over now - before the body's cold as it were. Now it seems as though you've been telling fibs about being Anne-Marie. It's a shame, 'cause we all liked you. But royalty is royalty, and it's not to be messed with. Once the queen proves