Faerietale by unknow

Author:unknow
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2012-10-29T04:00:00+00:00

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Beauty wasn't sure exactly what made her start walking back towards her old home.

Boredom, most likely. Yesterday, Wolf had returned and promptly set off with Alice and the Princess for the rebel camp. And suddenly this place seemed far too quiet.

She hadn't asked if he planned to come back, didn't dare. She had already started to look forward to sundown far too much. It was unnerving.

And she couldn't start looking forward to that. Couldn't keep remembering the look on his face when she'd thanked him. Couldn't let him occupy her thoughts like this. It was improper and

and pointless

and a betrayal to the man she'd been promised to.

That was what she had to remember. She had a fiancé. She'd told him, just before she'd run, that she would break this curse. That she'd be back. Michael knew that she would get this accomplished-- he had to know it; didn't she always get whatever she wanted?-- and granted, usually that was because someone gave it to her without her even asking, but she could get things done herself.

She hoped.

All I need to do is see him, Beauty thought. She just needed to go home, creep in so that no one caught sight of her, and see.

It took her a good part of the day, but she finally made it back to the outskirts of her Village. After carefully searching for any witnesses, she darted behind the closest house, peering out to look for anyone else before seeking shelter behind the next dwelling.

After repeating this several more times, she got within sight of the town square. And there was Michael, just as he was every day, sitting in the shade of the largest tree.

Just as she remembered him. Reed-thin, his blond hair pulled back impeccably into a short ponytail. Pristine clothes, no dirt under his nails.

This was where she belonged. In this more civilized place, where she could buy her food instead of killing it, where someone else would always be there to repair her home or clean her clothes. Where strange men with curses hanging over them didn't lead her thoughts down paths they had no business exploring.

And then Genevieve walked up to Michael and sat down right in his lap.

Beauty's mouth dropped open. For a few seconds she tried to believe that she must be seeing things, or maybe imagining motives where there were none-- perhaps Genevieve had just tripped, and she hadn't seen that part because she was focused on Michael?

But then they were kissing each other, pulling back just long enough to murmur things that she couldn't hear and didn't want to.

She closed her eyes tightly, turning away, and then she fled.

Beauty was surprised no one called out an alarm, that no one shrieked with fear; she was far less careful leaving the village than she had been entering it. But no one saw her, and she re-entered the shelter of the forest without incident.

It had only been a year. From the way he'd acted when they'd been together, he hadn't even cared to speak to Genevieve.

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