Philippa and Belle sat inside the carriage on their way to the inn.
Belle, who for a moment had her eyes fixed outside the carriage window, taking in the scenery, turned sharply to her aunt as if she remembered an important information.
"What was it you wanted to tell me, Aunt Philippa?" She asked curiously, shifting subtly in her seat so she could see the woman well.
Philippa exhaled. "I came across a creature, the opposite of our kind." Revealed Philippa. "A demon. And I can only deduce that there are more out there." Her eyes were trained outside as she watched the townfolk they rode past, and Belle did the same, wanting to see what her aunt was indicating.
Her silver-gray eyes returned to Philippa as she waited for her to explain further what she meant by demon.
