I don't know.

[Lloyd rubs his temple with the heel of his gloved hand.]

An evil spell took my memories and replaced them with something else. I'm only getting them back just now. But... but there is a way to know.

[He looks at her with hope as he pulls the glass shoe out.]

This shoe was made with magic. The one I met at the ball, they last this. If it was you, surely it will fit!