fancy seeing you here

She had no doubt, not that it was proper to give such thoughts any time, that Hemlock had tested the waters of romance. He was a charmer, obvious even in his subtle flirting. Belle wasn’t ready to return such efforts, her heart hurt too much, but the motions were appreciated. She raised a brow as he mentioned getting ahead of himself, but she made no comment as asked the first question in their ‘blind date.’

His confidence spoke more words than he said, and Belle respected that quality in him. She tried to hold herself similarly, but she was a stark contrast to the previous festival she made attendance to. ”A land far from here, to my father’s empire.” She told him briefly, not having much of an answer. ”We were plagued with drought and many of my kin fell before we made the move in ones and twos to this land.” She added before her gaze found his face hesitantly.

”What do you want to gain most from this festival?” She asked back, ivory tail swishing around her coiled haunches. Deathbelle held herself together well enough so far, and her wavering emotions failed to show in her words.