“Then starched and folded them it seems,” Belle said with a raise of her eyebrow as she reached out to touch the robes in a bid to convince herself that they were indeed real. The textures were certainly convincing if they were an illusion but what shook her to her core most of all was the odd but unshakable conviction that they had been here for some time.

“There are at least two sets of your robes in my wardrobe and I-” she turned back to him, noticing immediately how the drape of the bedsheet did little to preserve his modesty, blushed but didn’t look away. “I have no idea how they got in there,” she admitted, looking around the room as though it could yield secrets in the midst of its familiarity.

“How could we have forgotten something like this?” Perhaps they had been drugged? It seemed a pointless and bizarre thing to do but it was somehow not the worst case scenario.

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Lady made me sexy <3