((â Fairytale AU Beauty and the Beast))
Her feet tapped the dirt trodden path lightly as Mia set out for the day, basket and book in hand.
"Good morning Mia!" A passerby tipped his hat.
"Good morning monsieur." She replied, barely looking up from her novel. Mia side stepped as the backer passed by with his tray, like always. The same old bread and rolls to sell. Every morning was just the same for her, ever since the morning that she came to this poor, provincial town.
She made her daily rounds in the town, not caring about the words spread about her. Being different from the rest of the town? Just because she had her nose stuck in a book? That was fine by her.Â
Frankly, the day had been rather pleasant.
"Belle! So good to see you." Well there goes that idea. Mia turned her head slightly.Â
"Good morning Roderick." She nodded curtly before returning to readings. Before she had a chance to react it was swiped from her grasp.
"How do you read these things? Thereâs no pictures!" The overly muscular man glared at the book he held as a vertical angle.
"Thatâs because people use their imagination to make the pictures."
"In my opinion, women shouldnât be reading so much. It gets them thinking far too much."
"Roderick that is positively barbaric. Now please give me my book." She sighed, hating how the cover was getting covered in his dirty fingerprints.
"Mia itâs time you settled down, andâ"
"Thank you for the advice, but I think I can make that decision on my own time." With that she walked away, glaring down at her book and ignoring the people that walked by. She had no want of a husband, especially not Roderick.
Though a small desire did grow inside her. Mia wanted something, but it was hard to say what. As the young outcast cleaned the mud from her novel, the thought struck her. She wanted adventure in the great wide somewhere! She wanted so much more than this provincial life!