Mylene's grandmother welcomed Marinette with open arms. She and Mylene were both very kind and friendly. Marinette didn't fell good lying to them about who she was but she didn't know them and she couldn't risk any trouble.

"Here you go dear, some nice hot bread, tasty eggs, and sweet cream should make you feel better." Mylene's grandmother said placing a tray on the table right where Marinette was sitting.

"Thank you for letting me stay the night, I really appreciate it and I'll be gone by tomorrow morning."

"Oh do not concern yourself, we like the extra company plus I wouldn't want to send you out there with that wolf running around."

"A wolf? I didn't see one last night."

"Well you're lucky then dear because that beast has been slaughtering people right and left."

"Can't you just shoot it?"

"If it was an ordinary wolf it would be dead by now but this wolf is bigger, more dangerous and more intelligent than any wolf that's ever come by here. It fights like a wild animal but it thinks like a very smart man and believe me my dear nothing is more dangerous than an animal with the strength of a predator and the intelligence of a human."

"Will it attack here tonight?" Marinette asked worried.

"No our house is protected by a special herb that keeps them away plus this monster only attacks at night so you're safe to go outside during the day but never at night."

"So where do you live Mari?" Mylene asked.

"I...I used to live in a small cottage with my parents and my sister but something happened and I got separated from them."

"Oh I'm sorry what happened?"

"I'd rather not talk about it, not now at least."

"I understand."

"Mylene we're out of butter would you mind going to the market and picking me up some more?"

"Sure Granny. Mari would you like to go with me?"

"I'd love to."

After breakfast Mylene's grandmother handed Mylene a basket and some money to pay for the butter with. She also laid out some new clothes for Marinette to wear. It was a dress which consisted of a white short-sleeved blouse with light blue bodice and a red skirt. She also gave her a blue velvet cloak which she had sewn herself to keep her warm. Marinette couldn't help but admire her work especially on the Mylene's cloak. It was a red knee-length cloak with a hood and the stitching was in perfect sync with the fabric.

Once dressed the two girls went into the market which was just a little ways from where the farm house was. Marinette and Mylene talked back and fourth during the whole time, they talked about their lives and what they liked to do. As they were buying the butter Marinette noticed a young man standing across from them, he was watching Mylene's every move, Mylene looked over at him. Their eyes met causing them to blush and smile shyly.

"There's something there." Marinette thought. "Who's he?"

"Oh that's Ivan, he's just a blacksmith."

"Who makes you blush I see."

"Oh!" She gasped her blush deepening.

"If it's a secret then I won't pry. Don't worry."

"I don't know what you're talking about." She said trying so hard not to blush. "Come on we should be heading back. It'll be dark soon and we don't want the wolf to get us."

They quickly hurried beck to the farmhouse. Meanwhile back at the castle when Mayura was alone she locked the doors of her room and covered her windows she then opened the wooden box Adrien had brought back to her and pulled out the heart inside.

"At last." She said. "All I have to do is eat this and no one shall ever surpass me again."

"I wouldn't do that if I were you." Fu warned from the mirror. "I don't think you'll like the outcome of when you eat it."

"Hush!" She said. "And now mirror, mirror, on the wall, to your great power I do call. So my title and I can never again part, grant me the beauty of this and this heart."

Fu felt himself become ill and want to shatter in disgust as he watched Mayura devour the heart raw. The sounds and sights of her chewing and swallowing it was revolting.

"Now transform me!"

"Are you sure? Because once I cast this spell you shall start to develop the appearance that the heart represents."

"I know and I'm hoping for it. Now transform me!"

"As you wish." A purple mist then surrounded her and was absorbed into her skin. "Starting tomorrow your appearance shall start to change."

"Excellent. Soon I'll shall be a young and beautiful maiden forever."

"Yes you will be my queen." Fu said with holding to finish his sentence until she had left the room. "That is if it was Marinette's heart you ate."

Mayura had her usual bath of herbs and milk prepared for her then retired to her bedchamber for a long and peaceful sleep. When she awoke in the morning and went to gaze at her reflection in her mirror vanity she expected to see a flawless teenage girl looking back at her but she didn't. Instead she saw her usual face staring back at her except this time she had wrinkles under her eyes. She screamed in terror.

"Your majesty is something wrong?" A servant cried rushing to her door after hearing her scream.

"Go away!" She snapped. "Don't come in here or I'll have your tongue removed!"

"As you wish." He said nervously walking away.

Once he was gone she stomped angrily into her private room and summoned Fu from the magic mirror.

"Explain this!" She screeched angrily as she pointed to the little wrinkles under her eyes.

"I do believe those are wrinkles, it is a line or fold of skin usually caused by old age." Fu said.

"I know what they are you fool! Why do I have them?!"

"Well you are in your forties."

"No! You told me that if I ate that heart I would take on the appearance that it represented!"

"That's right."

"So if I ate the heart of a young, pure, and fair maiden why do I have wrinkles?!"

"Who said it was the heart of a maiden you ate?"

"What?!"

"I never said it was Marinette's heart you ate."

"What are you talking about?!" Then she wondered something. "Tell me! Mirror, mirror on the wall who is fairest of them all?"

"In the wintery woods, where deer, wolves, and birds dwell.

Marinette fairest of them all is alive and well."

"Impossible! She is dead! I ate her heart!"

Fu gave her a look that said otherwise.

"I did eat her heart did I not?"

He really didn't want to answer but he had no choice.

"No you did not."

"What heart did I eat?!"

"You ate the heart of a pig!"

"A pig?!" She shrieked.

"How did this happen? How?!"

Poor Fu he really didn't want to tell her because he knew his next words would cause great harm to the poor young prince who had spared Marinette's life but he could not keep silent nor could he tell a lie when the truth was demanded. For the spell that kept him trapped him in the mirror forced him to always speak the truth even if it was against his well.

"Prince Adrien noble of spirit and free of mind.

Could not bring himself to harm one so fair and kind.

He spared her life and brought you the heart of an old sow.

Which is the cause of the strife and anger you feel now."

"Why that little runt! How dare he defy me! Doesn't he know who I am and what I am capable of?!"

"So cruelest you my queen, so cruelest you." Fu said. "But come now can you really blame him? I mean after all we're talking murder of a young girl and cannibalism."

"Silence! He'll pay for this!"

She burst out of her room and burst into Adrien's private chambers. The boy was still fast asleep when she sized him roughly by his hair and forcibly dragged him out of bed and into her room where she threw him to the floor.

"Stepmother are you mad? The sun is not even up yet?" He asked groggily.

"Look at this!" She screamed pointing to her wrinkles. "Look at what you did to me!"

"How did I do this?"

"You gave me the heart of an old pig now as we speak I'm going to transform into an appearance that represents it!"

"Then you only have yourself to blame! You wanted me to kill an innocent maiden and let you eat her heart! How could I do such a thing?! It's sick and evil!"

"You always had a strong will Adrien and that poses a problem. Since you choose to defy me even when under my spell I see that you must be dwelt with."

"What do you mean?"

She just walked over to her shelf and pulled a book off of it. She opened it, flipped through a few pages, then stopped on one which she began reading.

"It was nice knowing you Adrien but alas I must have you killed now."

"What? Killed? No! My father would never allow it!"

"Oh but he will. When I'm done with you he will."

She grinned wickedly, closed the book, and began to chant strange words.

"Twist the bones and bend the back.

Itch-it-a-cop-it-a, Mel-a-ka-mys-tic-a.

Trim him of his baby fat.

Itch-it-a-cop-it-a, Mel-a-ka-mys-tic-a.

Give him fur, black as black.

Just like this."

Adrien suddenly felt himself being forced onto all fours, he felt his entire body twist, turn, and change. Black hair began grow all around his body, he felt a sharp pain as something started growing from his fingernails, toenails, and teeth. He heard his stepmother's horrible laughter as he continued to change. He wasn't sure what was happening but he had a good idea that whatever was taking place, it would not end well.