[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=9ba9c5]Little-Bell Dreamfree[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img] https://78.media.tumblr.com/e57b06abd99deb357dc085df95750cd0/tumblr_p404kfLGEO1vfb6glo1_500.gif[/img][/center][hr][center][color=9ba9c5][b]Location:[/b][/color]Throne Room[/center][hr]Despite the fact Bell’s face was scrunched up like a dry autumn leaf and now facing away from the blood, there was still a smile on her lips. Clever Valda. She swallowed hard, fighting back the sting of bile climbing her throat. It was a shame it had to come to such cleverness at all. 

She merged back into the crowd of her sisters, ashamed her attempt at reason failed. Obviously, Bell wanted to help Snaera, a victim of senseless emotions, but there was a bigger picture to consider here. It was a decision too big for Bell, lest she be dragged into political machinations. She wanted no part of that world. Jadis would lead them as best she could. Bell was no leader. 

Perhaps there was a moral to be learned from all this; maybe it's best to avoid shooting somebody in their own home.