Deep within the Beast’s lair, hidden behind mossy cobwebs and beetle-carved stone, sat the Crystal Hourglass—a magical relic placed there by the Enchantress Mantis long ago.
Its sands were golden aphid dust, and they ticked down the time left before the curse would become permanent. No one had dared look at it in moons.
But tonight, as Bella and the Beast returned from the Firefly Waltz, the hourglass trembled.
Crack.
A thin fissure stretched across its center.
The Beast froze. “The enchantment… it’s weakening.”
Bella stepped closer. “Or changing.”
Suddenly, the crystals glowed with a strange light—not of doom, but of possibility. The magic was no longer bound by time alone, but by emotion. The love building between the two was shifting the rules of the curse.
Yet in the shadows, a pair of compound eyes blinked open. The Enchantress Mantis had sensed the fracture in her spell.
And she was not pleased.
The final trial was near.
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