Lesser of Two Evils

Zee was relaxing, but she hadn’t yet fallen asleep. As she paused the woman mused softly about romances and Belle smiled. ”Indeed.” She spoke softly, ”You’ll have to listen to find out.” A soft chuckle fell from her lips as she took her storyteller voice back up. ”The two of them were falling in love, they enjoyed the best night of their lives together.” It wasn’t quite the end yet. ”Other forces were at work, the Beta of the princess’s pack, wanted to take her as his bride and take control of the powerful pack. He conspired with a few wolves sympathetic to his side.” She grew more serious, ”They needed to capture the poor wolf, because he was the only one who could touch the fabled magic acorn. The acorn is home to a mythical spirit that can grant three wishes to the wolf in possession of if.”

Deathbelle continued, not remembering how long it took to tell the full tale. Did she even remember the details right so far? Did she set everything up correctly? She was putting too much effort into worrying about it, Zee didn’t seem like she would resist sleep too heavily.

”The poor wolf was taken into custody, and the princess was returned to her father.” Belle sighed heavily and relaxed a bit more herself. ”She immediately asked for his release, but was told that he had already been put to death, and a marriage with his Beta would be arranged.”