Belle (![]() ![]() @ 2019-12-02 19:16:00 |
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Entry tags: | !closed, adam, belle |
Who: Belle and Adam
Where: Their Apartment
What:A talk
When: The evening of her texts with him.
Open: Closed.
Warnings: None
Other: English is used for ease, pretend they are speaking in French :)
Belle was not a traditional French woman in her time. She had no view of motherhood as an obligation and suspected Adam didn't view fatherhood as his royal duty. It would be an adventure for both of him, if they were to have children. She wasn't pregnant. One of the wonderful things about this modern medicine was that parenthood could be a planned event and it was a plan she hoped they'd make together. The timing simply felt right, as if something clicked into place when she read that Adam would be a teacher. She had thought back to his time in the castle with Chip, especially once the curse had been broken. It had been a long time since the strange magic here had forced him back into a beast with a temper and he had managed it well last time. He would be a wonderful parent; they both would if he agreed. And if not, then maybe another time, or not at all. She would be happy as long as Adam was in her life.
Belle smiled when Adam walked into the room and greeted him with a quick kiss. "Hello. Let's sit down."