The Beast's Ugly Wife
Perhaps all Prince Noah needed to heal was a small leaf or flower.
That was ridiculous, of course, but I had promised to go into that marriage with hope, so I was striving for it.
I was about to stop accumulating books and finally start reading when I saw a title that caught my eye, a few shelves above me. “Medicinal Trees and Roots. The remedies hidden beneath the earth.”
Promising! I knew how to use an axe. I could try to chop off a piece of tree trunk if I needed to.
Setting aside the books I held in my hands, I began to climb the ladder leaning against the bookshelves. The wheels underneath made me hesitate a little with each step I took, but I continued nonetheless, stretching my arm as