As the prince anxiously waited，
The stepmother took matters
and Florinda's foot...into her own hands.
Careful，my toe!
Darling，I know.
What will we do?
It'll have to go .
But when you're his bride，you can sit or ride.
You will never need to walk.

Minus one toe，Florinda mounted the Prince's horse.
Unware of the blood dripping from the slipper.

Lucinda was next.

Why won't it fit?
Darling，be still.
Cut off a bit of the heel and it will.
And when you're his wife you'll have such a life.
You'll never need to walk.

Minus a heel，Lucinda did her best to swallow the pain.

It's a perfect fit，Your Highness.