"I am sure Naya has told me the same thing before, but she is perhaps even more impatient with me than my own sister on these matters. People make for decent commodities, is what it boils down to." Belle thinks about that for a moment, and wonders if she would have fallen prey to these blessings of the princess as well. Blessings, indeed. A gift from any fairy was a curse in disguise. "I will have to see for myself, then."

Which should be happening at some point, she is sure. The idea fills her with some semblance of dread. Sophie or Marguerite would have been better at this. Smarter choices.

"You should be," she says softly. "So, yes, he has technically foisted his curse off, but it lingers. Hence, the name. And the growling. Which I found to be amusing, honestly. He wasn't even that scary as a bear. What sort of bear does not know how to fish?"