I didn't want to fall in love with the prince. He's a high elf, rich and handsome, and...well, there are rumors he dabbles in dark magic. I'm half-goblin and I know he'd never choose me as his bride in the first place. I just wanted my wicked stepsisters to see him dancing with me before I run away and leave this city forever, to start a new life.But it seems my goblin godmother had other plans.The spell she cast upon me? The one she told me would...