Beauty and the Beast.
"Ever as before, ever just as sure."
“Belphegor . . .?” You dared to inquire, your breath immediately hitching in your throat.
In response, the sinister blonde turned to face you and although you couldn’t really see them, you could feel his eyes, boring into your fragile form.
“The prince has spotted a princess ~” He called, the grin never leaving his face.
The dazed like spell that had overtaken your features as you marveled at the man who you were undoubtedly sure was your ex-lover was suddenly broken the minute he opened his mouth.
Promptly, your steely eyes narrowed just like they had when you had scolded Squalo for referring to you as a “woman.”
And you found your face twisted into an awful, unladylike sneer.
“The prince has spotted a queen.” You corrected curtly, wasting no time as you spun around and left the Prince and his mediocre castle behind forever; Or . . . at least until you returned from your mission. >_>