❝ 𝔄𝔫𝔡 𝔰𝔬 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔟𝔢𝔞𝔲𝔱𝔶 𝔟𝔢𝔠𝔞𝔪𝔢 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔟𝔢𝔞𝔰𝔱... ❞

𝑒𝓉 𝒹𝑜𝓃𝒸 𝓁𝒶 𝒷𝑒𝒶𝓊𝓉é 𝑒𝓈𝓉 𝒹𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓃𝓊𝑒 𝓁𝒶 𝒷ê𝓉𝑒
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❝ If you will not be my beauty, I will curse you to the form
of a beast until you are mine. Make no mistake, Belle. You
will be mine. And until that day, I will keep you in this, my
private garden, and you, a rose that begs to be picked... ❞

☙ 𝔗𝔥𝔢 ℭ𝔶𝔤𝔫𝔢𝔱 ℭ𝔲𝔯𝔰𝔢 ❧

                    ▌A powerful sorcerer offered Belle's mother the promise of true love in
                    ▌return for her most cherished possession. Not knowing it would mean
                    ▌her soon to be born daughter, she agreed. He came to collect on the
                    ▌princess' christening, but the Licorne queen refused. Many years later,
                    ▌Belle left the protection of her enchanted forest, and the sorcerer was
                    ▌ able to find her. He watched over her, his burning obsession growing
                    ▌day by day. Finally, when he could stand it no longer he appeared to
                    ▌the princess suddenly, and told her of her her mother's bargain, and
                    ▌the promise she must keep to him. "You have always been mine..."

                    ▌ Without a word, he kidnapped her, whisking her away to his home
                    ▌The Everlasting Vale. Confused and disoriented, Belle resisted his
                    ▌attempts at wooing her, and in his rage he cast a bitter curse on the
                    ▌girl. "If you will not be my beauty, you will become the beast." Thus,
                    ▌Belle was transformed. A long golden mane and tail emerged, as well
                    ▌as four delicate legs. She tried to speak & couldn't. Her talking tome
                    ▌guardian was transformed into a horn jewel and went dormant. Grim
                    ▌could not help her now. The sorcerer was pleased with her new form.
                    ▌"Even now, you are beautiful." He kept watch over her, day after day,
                    ▌loving nothing more than to emerge from his balcony and gaze at his
                    ▌beautiful treasure. He bound her curse to moon & water. Every night,
                    ▌if she wished to turn back into a woman, Belle was forced to come to
                    ▌her captor & drink from the lake. The princess mourned her freedom
                    ▌and one day, when she could take it no longer, she bravely escaped,
                    ▌taking with her only a small vial of the magic water. Now she's on the
                    ▌run, vulnerable and alone, searching for a way to break the spell...

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Height ✧ 3'2 | Weight ✧ 60 lbs | Body ✧ Very Delicate ✧ Heart Shaped Hooves
"I see him watch me from his window. I try to hide but his eyes are always on me. Waiting..."
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☙ ❝ 𝔗𝔥𝔢 𝔓𝔯𝔦𝔠𝔢 𝔬𝔣 𝔗𝔯𝔲𝔢 𝔏𝔬𝔳𝔢 ❞ ❧

Once upon a time, a lonely princess lingered near a silver lake at forest's edge
trailing her fingers along the still surface of water. It was there she whispered
a solemn wish. A wish for herself. The power and longing for this wish gained
the attention of a powerful sorcerer. The enchanter came to her and promised
the young princess that he would grant her wish. In exchange for granting her
wish, the sorcerer asked for her most cherished possession in return. The girl,
a princess, youngest of three had a wealth of gold & jewels and would happily
have given all of it to the sorcerer for everlasting love. She agreed. But before
she could ask him his price - he vanished. Soon after, the princess met her one
true love and became queen of her kingdom. She bore a child, a little girl with
sparkling purple eyes, long golden hair and soft enchanting smile. The queen
had never felt such love in all her life. She named her Belle. And so a princess
was born. And the wheel of Fate began to turn...

On the day of Belle's christening, lords and ladies across the kingdom came to
celebrate the princess' birth. Banners waved from every tower, carriages arrived
at the castle and the streets filled with people, eager to meet their new princess,
for the royal Licorne bloodline had become nearly infertile throughout centuries.
Though little Belle was only a halfbreed, her birth was welcome. The queen was
readying herself for the celebration, combing her long hair & pricked her finger
on a shining brooch. Three drops of red blood spilled into a silver basin of water,
and the queen knew. Her debt had been called. The sorcerer appeared before the
Licorne queen with a stiff bow. He had only ever come to her as a shadow by the
lake, yet there stood a male, tall with sharp blue eyes, richly dressed. He radiated
power. Without saying a word, the queen knew what he had come for. I only ask
for your most prized possession, in return I give you true love... The words echoed
through time itself. He was here for Belle. The queen's eyes blazed. Fear wrapped
itself around her heart, shaking her to the core. He spread his hands wide, smiling.
"I have come to collect my future bride."

"I will never give you my daughter," she growled, dipping her fingers in her own
spilled blood, ready to cast the enchanter out. She called upon her power, magic
pooling around her. "A debt is a debt. You owe me, queen of queens." He said.

"She is my child," the queen said, eyes full of tears and rage. How could she have
been so foolish? She'd wanted love, yes, but not at this price. Never at this price.
The queen smeared her blood over the water basin from whence the enchanter
was summoned, and knocked it to the ground. It shattered, & with it the image
of the sorcerer flickered out. Even his powerful magic could not overcome the
Licorne barrier, created out of centuries of queens giving the last of their magic
in their dying hours. He was cast out. Denied. A haunting laugh echoed in her
chambers. The queen mother shivered, eyes wide with dread for Belle's future.

"I will return for her, queen. Your debt must be paid.
Destiny cannot be cheated, and magic is never free."

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