Though Belle didn't know the duchess, she felt sad for her. Barron had told her that many years had passed and even though it did, the pain of her own father killing the girl still reflected on Ophelia's face. She looked down to see Barron who didn't speak a word and neither did the girl.
"I don't feel bad about it," said Ophelia which was a lie, "I only wished I had time to say my goodbyes," she smiled before her eyes fell on Belle, "Who are you?"
"I am Belle Adams," introduced Belle with a bow and the lady bowed her head who looked possibly younger than Belle. Somewhere at a distance, everyone heard a wolf-howl that echoed in the forest that was attached to the lake of bones.
"I am happy to see you," Ophelia's words were directed to Barron.
