The exciting sequel to Princess of the Midnight Ball
Hoping to escape the troubles in her kingdom, Princess Poppy reluctantly agrees to take part in a royal exchange program, whereby young princes and princesses travel to each other's countries in the name of better political alliances—and potential marriages. It's got the makings of a fairy tale—until a hapless servant named Ellen is tricked by a vengeful fairy godmother into competing with Poppy for the eligible prince. Ballgowns, cinders, and enchanted glass slippers fly in this romantic and action-packed happily-ever-after quest from an author with a flair for embroidering tales in her own delightful way.
This book includes knitting patterns that are key to the plot. I will also be posting more knitting patterns here that correspond with with the story.
Why I Wrote It
As I was working on Princess of the Midnight Ball, I mentioned to several people that I couldn’t imagine anything worse than dancing all night until your shoes wore out. Then it occurred to me that dancing in glass slippers might possible be just as bad: would the glass bend? What if the slippers shattered, and cut your feet? And I had a sudden image of a young girl trying desperately to hold still while someone molded liquid glass onto her feet with glassblowing tools.
I had never meant to do another fairy tale retelling, and certainly not Cinderella, which has been beautifully retold a number of times. But that image of the blown glass slippers would not leave my head, and then there was the idea that my twelve princesses would never want to dance again . . . so what if they had to? Or at least one of them, anyway. While I was writing Midnight Ball, I also had a devil of a time keeping some of the middle princesses straight, except for Poppy. Any time I needed someone to say something snarky, Poppy came forward to volunteer, and so I leaped at the chance to give her a book of her very own.
This book is also my little homage to Regency romances, set in my own version of early 19th century England!
Sadly, most of the jokes hit the “cutting room floor” as they say in filmmaking.
I originally had named a pair of yarn stores after my agent and my daughter, and then the entire chapter bit the dust. Sigh. But there’s still a few things, which I know are probably only interesting to me. (But I don’t care, you’re going to hear about them anyway!) The last name Thwaite is from Edith Wharton’s The Buccaneers, wherein handsome Guy Thwaite finds true love with Nan St. George. It’s one of my favorite books, and one of the rare times in Wharton’s books that anyone gets to live happily ever after. The oldest Thwaite brother is named Roger, after the family friend who made the joke about petunias that one time, which is why the youngest Westfalian princess is named Petunia! The youngest Thwaite brother is named Dickon because I’ve been in love with that name since I read The Secret Garden as a wee lass. And there you have it!