Odette could feel her own heart breaking. Just as Rothbart had told her, any other man would betray her love. True it was her identical looking daughter, for whom Friedrick had just declared his undying love. However if Friedrick had truly loved Odette, then he should have known that she was not Odile. Odette closed her eyes, as the tears began to flow.
The only way that one could esthetically tell them apart, was by what they were wearing. Odette's gown was white, while Odile's similar looking gown was black. But she knew only true love would have made Friedrick see through her daughter's façade.
"Please do not be sad my love." Rothbart whispered. "Do not think of it as losing a lover, think of it as gaining a son-in-law. Now then, I think we should introduce ourselves to our daughte
