“That is enough!” said the Fairy Godmother, closing the book. “I can’t read anymore. Nanny, you’re right. We have to get those girls out of that house.”

The other fairies agreed.

“Yes! Please, go at once. The Good Fairies and I will watch over the Fairylands while you’re gone!” said the Blue Fairy.

“Yes, Fairy Godmother, go!” chimed in Merryweather. “Before that horrendous woman kills them. She’s gone mad. I had no idea things were so bad for them.”

“Those poor girls!” screeched Flora.

“Oh, I feel just terrible for them. Maybe we should all go,” added Fauna.

“Thank you, my good fairies, but I think Nanny and I should handle this on our own. That is, if she will agree to go with me,” the Fairy Godmother said, looking at her sister.

“Yes, of course I will help you, my sister,” Nanny agreed. “I feel we both owe it to Anastasia and Drizella for not protecting them when we should have.”

“I agree, but I refuse to help their mother. She’s a beastly, horrible woman,” said the Fairy Godmother.

“I agree,” said Nanny. “But you know as well as I do it’s our fault she’s turned out this way. I should have gone against the council and helped her back then, before everything fell apart.”

To her surprise, her sister agreed. “You know, I never thought I would hear myself say this, but I think the Odd Sisters were actually trying to help Lady Tremaine,” said the Fairy Godmother.

“Yes, I do believe you’re right. It’s a shame they always seem to find a way to make it go all wrong,” said Nanny.

After sending Cinderella a note to reassure her they would help her stepsisters, the Fairy Godmother and Nanny took to the sky and flew right over Cinderella’s old home. The château was covered in vines and crumbling from neglect and decay. As they landed in the yard, the Fairy Godmother’s heart felt sick. She had done this. It was her own fairy magic that had trapped those girls in this house with their terrible mother, squandering their youth. Now that she had read what Lady Tremaine was capable of doing to her own daughters, she didn’t regret what she had done to the woman. But Anastasia and Drizella deserved better. And she was about to make amends. She just hoped it wasn’t too late.

“I feel terrible, too,” said Nanny, reading her sister’s mind. “I should have protected them. I should have been their fairy godmother. And I should have helped their mother before it was too late.”