Belle loved the library. And she absolutely did read. As much as she could find, every book she could possibly get her hands on. And she spent far too much time here as it was. There had been times when her husband had found her curled up here with a book in hand late for plans they'd made. Once she'd even fallen asleep book in hand being only awoken by the rather cross librarian whose job she'd rather desperately wanted.
She'd been three books into a series and had yet to find the fourth, it had not been checked out so it was here somewhere. It had to be, to have some but not all of a series on display was just cruel.
She turned into the next aisle in her quest and was admittedly mildly surprised by the woman making cards move with magic. She might have been more surprised before she met Rumplestiltskin but it still worried her sometimes. Magic could be dangerous after all.
"Sorry" she said as quietly as she could given where they were. "I hope I didn't interrupt you"