KidaBelle

There is no prince, only a Queen.

Queen Eve was once cold and distant, a ruler who never learned how to love or be loved. Raised without affection and crowned too soon, she mistook kindness for weakness, pushing away those who cared for her. As punishment, she was transformed into a beast, a reflection of how the world saw her.

Then Belle arrived.

What began as patience turned into understanding, understanding into friendship, and friendship into something neither of them expected: love. A love real enough to change a kingdom, and gentle enough to change a heart.

Here's something I've been working on.

Duchess Henrietta arrives late to the royal ball and loses her way through the castle corridors.

There, she meets a maid who seems just as lost as she is.

Music from the prince's waltz drifts through the halls - distant, almost accidental.

And somewhere between conversation and silence, they begin to dance through the same corridors where they found themselves lost, utterly captivated by one another.

So... yes I'm alive...

Here it is... Because I haven't seen enough reinterpretations, and if I do, I don't end up liking it, so I made my own...

Ladys & gentlemen, Taara and Jane.

What if... Traditional Charro Suit on the Gems

Who would you choose to go to the Gala del Día de los Muertos with? The romantic lady with the rose and her charming smile, or the mysterious one with the rope and those serious eyes?

How could anyone possibly choose? Is there another alternative? Perhaps... it's possible not to choose at all?

That's entirely up to you.

I couldn't resist drawing these beautiful girls in the traditional Mexican charro suits - I just couldn't.

Btw DON'T mind the backgrounds HDJAHDHAHSHA

What if...