"I'm not sure. Usually when people want things they just leave messages with Charlie; the castle spooks them."
(She's been unofficially serving as the public enchantress for the general region around Les Fourches, and breaks up the sameyness of studying by flying here and there and curing sickness, repairing buildings, and the like.)
She gets up and heads for the door.
It's a young man, maybe sixteen years old, and he takes a step back when the door swings open (of its own accord) to reveal the enchantress.
"H-hello," he stammers. "Are you the - of course you are."
"I'm the enchantress," says Belle. "Do you need something?"
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Date: 2013-03-29 06:43 pm (UTC)(She's been unofficially serving as the public enchantress for the general region around Les Fourches, and breaks up the sameyness of studying by flying here and there and curing sickness, repairing buildings, and the like.)
She gets up and heads for the door.
It's a young man, maybe sixteen years old, and he takes a step back when the door swings open (of its own accord) to reveal the enchantress.
"H-hello," he stammers. "Are you the - of course you are."
"I'm the enchantress," says Belle. "Do you need something?"
"I - not exactly."