𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐀𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐄𝐃𝐆𝐄 of the forest, plucking roses and wild flowers to take back to the castle. This always was Belle’s favorite past time. Spending time in nature, soaking up the sun on her pale skin, and illuminating golden locks till they glowed in the night.
With her whicker basket nearly full, the woman whistled for her horse to come so that she might return home. However, movement in the underbrush caught her attention. It was no secret that there were all manner of creature in the forest. Even with the spell broken, freeing the king from his beastly form, magic still filled the land.
“Bonjour?” she called. “Hello? Who’s there?” @herbtm gets a starter from belle!









