What a lovely day it is for a short stroll through the village!
As the young princess walked Mim followed behind her. She studied the girl’s posture closely as they walked through the woods. The old hag paused,pressing a finger to her chin as she glanced about. She was very familiar with these woods but it helped to appear a bit helpless. Young girls seemed to think old forgetful people were harmless. “I’m pretty sure it was this way.” she said in a unsure tone of voice. Her hand pointed shakily in the opposite direction they walked in.
"It sure is getting a little too dark outside. We should really get you to your house!" Mim sighed , making her wrinkled face into a worried expression as she glanced up at Cinderella.
Cinderella nodded compliantly, and began to hum to herself as she strolled down the path Mim had suggested. As the sun began to set faster, she started to worry they would not make it by dark. “I do hope we make it back soon.” She paused. “But what about you? Shouldn’t you be on your way home as well?” The princess added, hoping the elderly woman, in which she was still fairly unsure of, would be headed to her home as well, for if not, propriety would only allow for her to open her home.
"Oh? Why how lucky you must be." Mim muttered,turning her attention back to foraging. She wanted to see if there were more plants to collect. The idea of nice fairies only reminded her of that dark one, Maleficent who cursed a child for her parents failing to invite her. Dark fae were incredibly dangerous and the woods the two were in now where only full of the dark kind. It would be a pain if Mim had to protect the princess from some. A magical power like hers was not much of a match for a ageless fae but if it was protecting her quarry she would try to get away. All the work she put into gaining the young ladies trust would be wasted if said lady was taken or killed.
"Huh? Just little branch. There’s a medicine I’ve been working on that needs this." the old hag explained without batting a eye at her fib. It was definitely a powerful herb that she had gotten a hold of. "But we should be heading back now. Mustn’t worry your friends. " Mim insisted, waving her hands about.
The branch intrigued Cinderella, but she decided to let it go for now. Mim obviously cared not to elaborate, or she would have when Cinderella had asked the first time. Though Mim was beginning to prove herself trustworthy, the princess still had an uneasy feeling in her gut and she did not want to give herself any reason to think poorly of the woman after she had been so kind to her.
"Of course. We mustn’t." She agreed. Picking up her woven basket, now filled with flowers of every shade, Cinderella walked back towards the path. She walked for several minutes before coming to a fork. Turning back to Mim, she inquired. "Do you remember which way we came from?"
"You should probably stay over there ,Dearie." Mim warned as she flashed a cheery smile Cinderella’s way. "This bush has terribly sharp thorns! I would not want to have to mend your wounds with a leaf. " she added with a sigh. It was true the plant was very frightful and intimidating but Mim was not afraid. This bush had a key ingredient growing on it. A small blade appeared from under Mim’s hand and clipped off a branch. Mim quickly wrapped the sharp leaved vegetation in a cloth and placed it in her empty pocket.
"I’m sorry if my views on faires differ from yours." The older woman added after she was done. The look on the young princess’s face was cause for worry. "I simply have met a few not-so-friendly types. " she answered cryptically. A sad wrinkle formed around her mouth as her gaze sank a little. "I would hate for you to encounter that sort."
Cinderella might have been a princess, but she could handle herself. However, it seemed as if it were more intelligent a decision to obey Mim’s wishes. She had no interest in the bush anyhow. Though, she had noticed the purple-haired lady cut something from the thrones and slip it into her pocket. The reason why intrigued her.
"Thank you for such concern." The princess replied. "I don’t think I’ll need to worry much though. The fairies I know are all very sweet, even Vidia." She giggled softly. The fast flying fairy was a bit on the moody side, sure, but she wouldn’t hurt a fly. Cinderella was certain of that.
Slowly, she approached Mim with her usual warm grin painted upon her face. “What was that you cut from the thrones?”
Some of the caps from my Cinderella photoshoot the other day.
In honor of Halloween and Cindy, I thought I’d reblog on here too. :)