The Bear Prince hadn't seen Snow-White in days. Since they'd ended up in this strange place. He'd been glad to be by her side when whatever had sent them here had happened, he'd hate to worry about her well-being when there was nothing he could do about it.
Today, he'd wandered over to what he assumed was her new home, and was greeted with the welcome sight of her on the front porch, embroidering and looking absolutely angelic. He stood straight, grateful that whatever spell had sent them here hadn't sent him into his old form of a bear, and walked toward her.
"My Lady, Snow-White," he called, not wanting to startle her or get too close so as to be inappropriate. "You look well." He added in greeting with a small bow of his head.
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Date: 2013-05-26 08:59 pm (UTC)Today, he'd wandered over to what he assumed was her new home, and was greeted with the welcome sight of her on the front porch, embroidering and looking absolutely angelic. He stood straight, grateful that whatever spell had sent them here hadn't sent him into his old form of a bear, and walked toward her.
"My Lady, Snow-White," he called, not wanting to startle her or get too close so as to be inappropriate. "You look well." He added in greeting with a small bow of his head.