Days moved into weeks after the ball in Aragonia, and the weather changed along with the atmosphere. Autumn leaves slowly fell away from the trees, turning into fragile shades of brown on the ground, the breeze blowing them across the roads and carrying the seasons forward.
Just as the weather was no longer the same as it had been a month ago, Belle was never the same again after everything that happened in Aragonia that night. It became a turning page in her life and in everything around it.
She became unusually silent and reserved, keeping to herself and barely speaking unless spoken to. She often got lost in her thoughts, and Rohan had to put in effort every single time to pull her back and make her present in whatever was happening around her.
