It was late when Belle awoke the next morning. Maleficent was already awake, leaning back in the recliner as she looked at what looked like Belle's ipod. "Mal?" Maleficent didn't hear her at all and Belle sat up and stretched, walking forward to peek over her shoulder and find that she was listening to Adele's Set Fire to the Rain.

"Did you say something?" Mal asked, pulling out the headphones.

"Leave it to you to find a song about setting something on fire."

The dragon smirked. "I enjoy this little thing. It's almost magical."

"I thought the same thing. Would you like for me to go get some coffee and breakfast for us? I have to go and clean up first."

Mal waved her hand, doing exactly that and changing her clothes into a simple blue dress with a white sweater. She was too preoccupied with the ipod to do any more.

"Why don't I go get enough for Ursula and Cruella and take them some too."

"If they must be included then fine." Mal sighed, getting up. Belle shook her head with a smile. The dragoness conjured a purple diamond necklace and made it appear around the librarian's neck. "Touch it and it will bring you to me. But first…" The blonde tilted her head. "Why are you doing this?"

"Doing what?"

"Helping me. I'm Evil. I am dark, a killer and murderer. Do you just have an affinity towards evil people? I am a fire breathing animal who wants nothing more than to destroy the people who caused me the most pain, who took away my child, who happen to be your friends. And yet you help me?"

"You're not an animal." Belle replied, as though that was the most important thing she'd said. "You like pancakes? I'm gonna get some pancakes." She turned to head down the stairs, ignoring the confused dragon.

"I don't know what a damn pancake is. Belle! Answer the question." Belle made it to the door but didn't make it through as Mal appeared in front of her. "Answer me."

Belle sighed. "Because you're in pain and it's more than just your shoulder. It's a pain that was inflicted by people who claimed to be doing good. I don't agree with what they did, you didn't deserve that, and I just wanted to help. That's all. If you want me to stop, Mal, then say the word and I will." Mal's eyes glowed momentarily with dragon fire before she took a step back. "I've come to find out that most people with darkness in their hearts, didn't put it there on their own. Most people who we considered villains, are just victims of poor circumstances. I just...want to help. That's all I've ever wanted. To read books and help people."

"Then why aren't you helping Regina? She's a hero now."

"I'll help her when you're back to full strength. When you can defend yourself better. Maybe." Belle shrugged. "I mean,if you wanted to talk to her, I'm sure you would have by now. It isn't really my place." She sighed. "It's not like I have a lot of choices either, Mal. My only friend is a werewolf, my ex is the Dark One and the people who are our leaders apparently steal and curse babies on the side."

Mal looked down, seemingly conflicted. Belle reached for her but she stepped back again. "Don't come to me until I've healed. Please."

"Are you alright?" Belle asked.

The dragon looked up at her. "No, I'm not."

"Then I suppose I'll see you in three days." The librarian sighed. The dragon nodded and poofed herself away. Belle looked around the empty library, pondering the sudden change in the blonde queen, but ultimately decided that finding the answer to that question was impossible, so she went to Granny's for some breakfast and to clear her head of temperamental dragons.

"Hey Belles." Ruby greeted her, leading her to a seat.

"Hello Ruby. Can you bring me some pancakes? Oh and-"

"How about the breakfast special?" Ruby smiled.

"That sounds lovely."

"You okay? I heard Regina was giving you a hard time. What's going on with you and the dragon?"

Belle shrugged. "Honestly, Ruby, I have no idea. As for Regina, well I've dealt with far worse in my time."

"Badass Belle French." Ruby grinned. "Well I got your back if you ever need it." she left to place the order, leaving Belle to her thoughts.

Emma was having no luck trying to find Mal's baby. Maybe if they had some clue as to where the baby landed when it was transported to this world. But they didn't. They didn't have anything…

Belle suddenly leaped up and raced to the counter. "Ruby! Make that order to go please."

"The librarian's on a mission?"

"Yes, and she needs to get started." Rumple had lots of books pertaining to magic, but the one on blood magic could solve their problems. Maybe if Mal was reunited with her child, she might be so kind as to allow Snow and Charming to live. She scoffed to herself. Of course Mal was going to try and kill them anyway. The dragon didn't easily give up, or change her mind. But there was a small chance.

"Belle?"

Belle turned, finding herself face to face with Snow. The woman looked exhausted and her eyes were red. "Snow, what happened to you?"

"I failed." she sighed. "I need to apologize to Maleficent."

Belle glanced at her food as it was placed next to her. "I'm sorry, Snow, but you know what Mal is going to say. An apology won't bring her baby back or restore the-"

"Can we speak privately?"

"Snow, I don't know. There's something really important I need to do."

"There was another child." Snow whispered.

"What?" Belle quickly pulled the woman outside of the diner. "Mal had another baby?"

"I didn't know. She tried to save the baby. She was crying and- There was nothing I could do."

Belle looked down. Now she needed to get to the pawn shop more than ever. She needed to help Mal find her children. Maybe then the woman could be at peace. She took off without warning and shoved open the door of the shop. Gold looked up at her in surprise, but she ignored him as she went straight to the book shelf and began looking over the titles.

"Anything I can help you with, Belle?"

"No." She pulled out the book on blood magic and smiled. "I'll return this later."

Gold poofed in front of her, taking the book from her hands. "Blood magic?"

"Rumple, come on. Give it back."

"Well it is my possession. And you know I don't just lend out my merchandise. How about a deal?"

Belle rolled her eyes. "Never mind then."

"Belle please." He pleaded, taking her hand. "Please."

"Rumple, if you won't give me the book, then I'll find something else to help." Gold tried to grab her wrist, but she was gone. She pulled out her her phone as she power walked to the one place she really didn't want to go. There was only one other magic user in town that could help with her problem and unfortunately, they weren't on the best of terms right now. She sighed as she knocked on the door of the mansion, texting a message to Cruella at the same time.

"Can I help you, Miss French?" Regina's tone was cold as she glared at the librarian.

"I need your help." Belle said. "May I come in?"

Regina cocked an eyebrow, but stepped aside. Belle walked into the lion's den, praying that she could make it out. Regina gestured for her to follow and they walked into the nicely furnished living room that was currently covered with books and scrolls. The queen waved her hand and all of it was gone. She sat down and motioned for Belle to do the same.

"You and I both want the same thing. We want to help Mal and stop her from killing our friends, which she will once she recovers." Belle said. "I know that you still have feelings for Mal and you might think that I do too, but I need you to understand that Mal is only my friend. I just want to set things right. No mother should have to lose her child. You know that as well as anyone."

"Does she hold you in the same regard?" Regina asked slowly. "As friends?"

"I don't know, but the pain she's going through was caused by people we thought were heroes. Snow and David are paying for their mistake-"

"It wasn't a mistake." Regina hissed. "They knew exactly what they were doing. They stole a baby, cursed it and banished it. They should pay."

"I agree. But we both know that when Mal completely recovers, she's going to go after them and she's not going to stop. Not even when they're beaten and broken. She's going to kill them."

"You think you know her so well? You met her 2 weeks ago. Don't presume-"

"Son of a bitch, Regina, this is not about you!" Belle yelled. "It isn't about me. It's about giving Mal the happy ending that was stolen from her. Mal didn't lose just one child. She had a daughter before she had the egg that Snow stole."

The fire in Regina's eyes extinguished at once. "What?"

"She had two children. I was thinking that we could use blood magic to try and find them. I asked Emma, but she doesn't have any leads and that could take forever."

Regina still seemed to be processing the first bit. She stood up and fixed herself a glass of cider downing it one gulp. "Why wouldn't she tell me?" Belle shrugged. "We told each other everything. She said there would be no secrets between us once she marked me."

Belle watched in silence as Regina ran her fingers through her hair and silently fumed over this new piece of information. "Will you help me with the spell or not?"

"What would I have to do?"

"Enact a spell so Mal can see her blood relatives using a drop of her blood. That way we can know if they're even alive."

"And if they're dead? Do you really think that Mal wants to see that?"

"Do you think it's worse than not knowing? If they are alive, they should be with their mother. Mal deserves this."

Regina nodded slowly, putting her fists on her hips. "When are we doing this?"

"Tonight at the cabin. I already texted Cruella." Belle grinned happily as she stood up. "Also, what happened to Mal's unicorn?"

"It's under the stables." Regina said.

"Why?"

"Because it was a curse. People were supposed to suffer."

"So why lock the woman you supposedly love under the library?"

Regina glared at her. "I don't have to explain anything to you. Now get out."

"How exactly are you going to find the cabin without my assistance? Mal moved again because of you." Belle tilted her head. "I'm gonna go get the unicorn and I'm gonna go get something to eat. You work on the spell because I don't have a spellbook. I tried to get one from Rumple but he was being difficult. I'll meet you tonight at the library. 8 o clock."

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Maleficent paced the confines of the cabin, silently trying to figure out why her blood was boiling, why she couldn't rest. "Why can't I leave?" She growled at Cruella, who was standing in front of the door. "It's hot in here, I need fresh air." Ursula responded by using her tentacles to open all of the windows. "That doesn't help. I'm a dragon if you haven't noticed."

"You won't have to wait much longer, dahling."

"Wait for what?!" She demanded.

"For this." She turned at the sound of that voice that was becoming far too familiar for her liking. Belle and Regina appeared in the room, along with an old friend.

"Aedan?" The little unicorn neighed and ran towards her, rearing onto his hind legs. "My baby." Mal smiled as she knelt down to pet her beloved unicorn. She kissed his nose and started rubbing his neck. "Ugh, you need a bath. And we need to make you a new collar, and your horn needs to be shined. Not to worry. Nothing but the best for my little one."

"Mal, we need something from you. A trade." Belle said.

"You give me back Aedan for what?" Mal asked, looking up at them suspiciously.

Regina waved her hand, conjuring a basin of water on a small table. "A drop of your blood."

"What is this?" Mal stood up and looked down at the water. Aedan stayed pressed against her leg and she absently reached down to touch him.

"I wanted to find your missing children." Belle began softly, nervously rubbing her arm. "I asked Emma, but she didn't have anything to go on. Then Snow told me about your daughter pleading with her not to take the egg." she paused as tears started to fall, wanting to wipe them away, but she didn't dare. "What was her name?"

"Millicent. She was 3." Mal answered softly. "She ran after Snow and I couldn't stop her. I was weak after giving birth."

"We have a spell to see them." Regina said.

"If they're alive."

"If." The brunette shrugged.

"Please?" Belle asked.

Mal turned her head, thinking over it. What if her children were dead? She wasn't sure she could deal with that pain. She wasn't strong enough. But she wanted to know. She nipped the tip of her finger and allowed a single drop to fall into the water. The others crowded around to look at the image starting to form. There was a moment of blackness in the water that nearly made her heart stop, before it showed the inside of a small house and a blonde woman with hair so long that it nearly reached her knees, was sitting on the floor in front of the couch. It was immediately clear that this was Mal's daughter.

"That's Millie. She always hated to have her hair cut." Maleficent was fighting back tears. "She's so beautiful." The image in the water expanded to show the person behind Millie, brushing her hair. It was a pretty brunette, who looked really annoyed with having to brush so much hair.

"Millie, I'm gonna shave off all this damn hair."

"You're not gonna cut my hair. I'm gonna kick your ass if you do, Lily."

"I'm your sister, but I'm not going to spend 3 hours every night for the rest of my life brushing your hair." Lily hit her in the back.

"Oh shut up. You have help. Seraphina!" She called.

Mal tilted her head. "Lily. They found each other. Even after all this time."

"Who's Seraphina?" Cruella asked.

"How in Poseidon's name would she know that?" Ursula said.

"Hush, the both of you." Regina snapped.

Millie laughed as a little girl ran into her arms. She looked about 5 or 6 years old, also blonde and blue eyed just like her mother and grandmother. "Come help Auntie Lily." Lily yanked on her hair and took off running when Millie got up to chase after her.

"Don't kill her, Mommy." Seraphina said, sitting on the couch. There was a loud crash. "Never mind, just destroy the house then." The image faded and Maleficent burst into tears. She looked at the other Queens.

"I have a granddaughter. They're all alive and beautiful and together."

"We're happy for you, dahling." Cruella smiled.

"May I go outside now?"

"Of course. What are you going to do?"

Mal smiled as she walked outside and shifted and started frolicking around in the forest. If frolicking was the same as causing untold amounts of destruction. The cabin shook violently and Cruella would've fallen if Ursula had not caught her and anchored them to the ground with her tentacles. A moment later, magic could seen flowing throughout the forest, repairing the damage and Mal walked back inside, greeted immediately by her little unicorn.

"Will the Savior possess the ability to find my family now?" Mal asked.

"I'm sure she could." Belle assured her, smiling at how happy the dragon queen was.

"Then you may leave. Aedan and I will spend the night in my nest. Bella, we will speak later. Good night." The blonde turned to leave and Regina quickly followed.

"Well tonight was a success I think." Belle said.

Regina touched Mal's arm and the dragon paused to look over her shoulder. "I'm sorry. I really am, for everything. I didn't mean to hurt you the way I did. I swear it."

"Everyone I have ever loved has betrayed me." Mal said. "Why would you be any different?"

"I wanted to be. I was blind, I know. If I wasn't so stupid then maybe I could've been there to help protect the children. We could've been a family, but I was selfish and i'm sorry. Can I have a second chance?"

Mal tilted her head as she fully turned around. "You think they're your children?"

"I-I-" Regina stammered for an answer. It was her hope but she hadn't assumed.

"They're not, don't worry. I wouldn't want to burden you. We both know that families weren't your thing. Because, you know, you were out of your mind."

"Mal-"

"No!" Mal hissed. "I told you that the Dark Curse would not bring you happiness. I told you it would hurt everyone involved. But you didn't listen."

"And I am sorry! What do I have to do?! I still love you. I still want you."

"No you don't. You were so convinced that your happy ending was a man, Robin Hood. What changed all of a sudden? Not once did you even visit or say anything about me until I broke free. What changed?"

"How do you-"

"Cruella and Ursula are terrible bodyguards, but excellent spies. They didn't have to try hard anyway. Not with you. Go back to your soulmate."

"Haven't you ever made a mistake?" Regina asked, watching her walk away. "Haven't you ever regretted something?"

"I regret ever believing that you loved me. I regret the day I let you into my castle and regret ever allowing myself to be shot by that fool Dark One. There is one thing I won't regret, feeling the life drain out of those idiots who dared to take my children from me. There will be no more regrets and no more mistakes." Mal said as she disappeared into the darkness.

Regina sighed heavily and wrapped her arms around herself. "I will find a way to make this right!" She called.

"It's too late for that." Came the reply.

"I love you."

"I loved you."

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Belle was starting to think that she'd have to walk home by the time Regina returned, eyes red from crying. Ursula and Cruella had left long since retired to their bedroom so the librarian had just been waiting quietly, contemplating the next conversation with Emma and how they were going to track down Millie and Lily. She looked up when the heartbreaken queen walked into the room. "You okay?"

"She still hates me. I don't know what I can do." Regina said softly. She waved her hand and they were back in Storybrooke standing in front of the library. "Good night, Miss French."

Belle watched her leave, feeling a stab of sympathy for the woman. There was no telling what would have to be done to repair her relationship with Mal. Regina had only tried to be happy and now she was the furthest thing from it. She wished there was something she could do for the woman. Tonight though had yielded good results and she was ready for a warm bath and a soft bed. At least Mal was happy. That was the whole point of this little experiment. Mal's happiness. She was the Dragon Queen, the terrible beast that ruled her lands with blood and fire, but even she deserved to be happy. Everyone should have happiness.

Her apartment was nearly pitch black and Belle sighed as she tried to feel her way through the dark, only to trip over something hard. There was a loud sputter and all of the lights suddenly flicked on.

"Sorry about that, dear." Mal purred, waving her hand. Belle found herself on her small couch. Aedan was nosing her bookshelf and Mal quirked an eyebrow at him.

"No problem." Belle smiled as the unicorn came over to be petted.

"Is it safe to assume that all of this was your idea?" Mal asked, sitting regally in her recliner and neatly crossing her long, leather clad legs. She'd at least put on a shirt. A long sleeved black one that still continued to show a lot of cleavage. Her hair was neatly brushed and swept to one side. Aedan smelled like he'd just been given a bath and a broad bejeweled collar was around his neck.

"I suppose it is." Belle shrugged, looking up at her. "What are you doing here? Not that you aren't welcome." She said quickly.

"I wanted to thank you. I am not that well versed in displaying...feelings, but I wanted to show my thanks. Not many people would go to such lengths to help a villain."

"You're not a villain. At least not to me." Belle stood up, stepping carefully around Aedan and approached the she-dragon, who stood up as well.

"Brave, clever, and selfless. What are you not, Little Thing?" Mal asked.

"Tall apparently." Belle answered, looking up at her.

"Indeed, you are quite tiny. I believe your heart is larger than you are." Belle blushed as she turned to head into her small kitchen area and looked through her almost empty cabinets. "Is there anything I can do to repay you for this?" Mal continued, looking at her pictures on her mantle.

"Repay me when you've been reunited with your family." Belle reached for the cereal on top of the refrigerator and scowled when she couldn't get it. Mal walked forward and got it down for her. "Thank you."

"Tiny Thing." Mal said. "I should let you rest. Thank you again...for ignoring my earlier command to stay away."

"I never listen anyway. Rumple can probably attest to that." Belle smiled. "Would you like some? I'm sorry I can't offer you something better."

Mal waved her hand and a banquet appeared on her small kitchen table. "Is this better than whatever that is?"

"This is amazing." Belle grinned. She paused, looking up at the blonde. "May I?"

"Of course. I am not hungry. Eat as much as you can." Mal went back to sit in the living room and Belle filled her plate. There were almost 10 different types of meat, which didn't surprise her, and a variety of roasted vegetables. The meal was delicious, better than anything she'd had in awhile. Not that Granny's wasn't amazing. Mal seemed content to simply watch or coo over Aedan. Belle fed him a few vegetables from her plate and once she finished, Mal made it all disappear.

"That was amazing. You should cook more often." Belle said, lounging back on the couch.

"I have not cooked in over 30 years my dear. Ursula is a master at it. She keeps the dragon well fed." Mal replied, examining her nails.

Belle discreetly took in the blonde's appearance. Her makeup was perfectly applied and she looked immaculate as usual, the perfect combination of class and badassness that Belle found herself appreciating. Still, there was a soft glow to her now that hadn't been there before. "You're happy now, aren't you?"

"Happier." came the reply.

"Are there more dragons like you?" Belle asked.

"Very few. I searched for 3 years for the father of my daughters. At one point, I believed myself the last of my kind. It was...very lonely after I stopped dealing with humans." She sighed. "Humans lie and cheat, conceal their true intentions and break hearts as if they were toys. They're not cunning or straightforward like dragons. I always thought my species superior. But something was killing us off."

"Dragon hunters."

"Yes. War was uncommon in my kingdom. My soldiers simply spent most of their time seeking out dragon hunters that had come onto my lands thinking they could capture me. My people revered me...and I shut them all away because of a broken heart." Mal sighed. "I opened my doors once. Millie asked to see the people, so I threw a ball. It was spectacular and she loved it. She was so young that she probably doesn't remember it now. But I do. As clear as day."

"It sounds wonderful. I wish I'd been invited." Belle said.

"Would you like to see it?"

"See it?" She sat up as Mal stood up and offered her hand.

"The people called it the Festival of Fire, and it reverberated all throughout the Forbidden Kingdom. Would you like to see it?"

Belle looked at the extended hand before shrugging as she took it. There was a momentary flash of warmth through her hand and she blinked, only to find herself in a grand ballroom, decorated in red and purple tapestries and rugs with stained glass windows in matching colors. It was filled with people talking and laughing as more people danced and played music. A long table nearly stretched the length of an entire wall piled high with roasted food and different wines and ales. There were fire pits and troughs, all so the people could admire the beauty of dragon fire. It was beautiful and grand and indeed...spectacular.

"Come." Mal said.

Belle turned to follow the queen outside, walking down into the nearby village. The road was lined with hundreds of torches as far as she could see. "Your people invested a lot of effort for this."

"It was a celebration for the entire kingdom." Mal said. The village was filled with dancing people, fire breathers, people juggling hot coals, stalls and vendors with merchants selling their trade, singers, and little children dashing back and forth in little dragon costumes. A genuine smile touched Mal's lips, Belle noticed as she showed the young librarian the festival. Belle smiled at all the festivities. Her father used to throw balls but they were never this extravagant, and even the commoners and those less fortunate participated wholeheartedly. Mal took her hand and lead her to a hill, overlooking the next town, which was dark and silent.

"They aren't celebrating?" Belle asked.

"They are. They're waiting for their queen to make an appearance." Mal gestured up to the sky. The great black dragon quickly came into view, flying low over the countryside, breathing fire onto the small town and setting their torches and banners alight. A great cheer went up among the people. As Mal flew by in her dragon form again, blasting fire into the sky. She was followed by the form of a tiny golden dragon, struggling to keep up with the larger dragon. Belle surmised that this was Milicent. Mal flew back and caught her with her nose as she started to fall, landing softly in the courtyard of the town and raised her daughter up for the people to see, who cheered their heads off.

"They really love you." Belle whispered.

"They did. I protected them. My vault holds more gold than any kingdom could ever need. This was my kingdom and they deserved the best I had to offer. Dragons are naturally selfish, mind you, but I liked to spoil them. They're almost like children compared to myself."

"I would imagine so." Belle chuckled, turning to look at the she-dragon. "How old are you anyway?"

"Who do you think provided the flames for the sun?" Mal smirked as she waved her hand, taking them back to the ballroom.

"You're lying. You're not that old."

"As far as you know. I could tell you anything I wanted and you'd never be able to prove it."

"Don't challenge me. I may have to make it a mission to find out."

"Then I challenge you, Tiny Thing. Anyways, I should get you home."

"Wait." Belle touched Mal's arm as the other Mal, the one from the memory, ascended her throne, dressed in a long purple dress with a bejeweled belt that Belle guessed must be worth everything she owned times a thousand. A circlet rested on her head, stretching down to her forehead, also covered in jewels. Belle tilted her head at the sight of the great horns rising out of her head. She wasn't wearing her helmet. "You had horns?" Mal didn't reply as little Millie came strutting down the aisle. The people bowed as she passed, chin raised proudly in a naturally haughty manner. She wore a long dress like her mother that was far less revealing but covered in sparkles and gems. She wore a smaller circlet and happily hugged her mother before taking a seat on the small throne to Mal's right. Mal looked pleased as she raised her hand, conjuring her staff, holding it in the air for a moment for dramatic suspense before hitting it on the ground, causing all of the torches and fire pits to erupt into colorful fire. The people cheered again and started celebrating again as the Dragon Queen and her little Princess looked on.

Belle found herself back in her apartment. Mal shook herself as she ended the spell. "That was beautiful, Mal."

"Thank you."

"Maybe Storybrooke should have a festival."

The dragon snorted. "As if."

"Are you still going to kill Snow and Charming?" Belle asked.

"That is the intention."

"What if you decided another punishment instead of death?"

"They stole the egg of a dragon queen, unarguably the most powerful being in existence, and expected to get off scot free when their crimes were revealed? That's their problem. Heroes are not exempt from justice."

"Unarguably?" Belle asked.

"Do you choose to listen to only half of everything I say?"

Belle shrugged as the dragon humphed in annoyance. "Maybe you'll feel differently once you get Millie and Lily back. You should spend your time focusing on the now, the time you spend with them, not wasting it on vengeance."

"Millie will want vengeance, of that I have no doubt. She inherited my temper. I don't know what Lily would think. I don't even know my own daughters."

"Everything's gonna be okay, Mal. I'll talk to Emma, she'll find their address, we'll go get them and bring them back here."

"I highly doubt it will be that easy."

"When is it ever? But it's good to hope."

Mal rolled her eyes. "The word makes me want to throw up."

"I know Snow had pretty much tainted that word for...well, everyone. But hope is something everyone should have. Hope is what gives us purpose."

Mal tilted her head, looking down at the woman. "Interesting Tiny Thing."

"Tiny is my new nickname?" Belle asked with a smirk.

"Yes." Mal smiled. "Good night, Bella."

"Good night, Mal." Belle sighed as the blonde poofed away, along with Aedan, and went upstairs for a bath. Once she was done, she climbed into bed, trying to come up with ways to stop Mal from murdering her former friends. True, the dragon had every right to be angry, she couldn't even imagine what she would do if it were her own child. She'd probably want to kill Snow and Charming too. But there had to another way, and Mal needed to see it. Perhaps Belle could show her that. Forgiveness was one of the hardest yet most necessary lessons to learn, and for someone like Mal, who would probably live forever, she could afford to hold a grudge as long as she wanted to. Considering Regina's path of destruction and her ability to hold grudges, there really was not telling the true depth of Mal's fury. All Belle could do for right now was sleep though. Tomorrow would hold more information, more problems and hopefully, a hppier ending for the Dragon Queen.

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