The Beast continued to walk up the staircase toward the dungeon to where he had Belle at. When he got their Belle saw and said, " You didn't let me say goodbye to him " (sob) " I'll never see him again. " The Beast started to feel bad (and not as mean). " I'll show you to your room. " said the Beast. " My room, but I thought I... " but Belle got cut off by the Beast. " Do you want to stay in the tower or be in a nice room and NOT rot. " the Beast said. " No I want to get out of here. " said Belle. " Then follow me. " the Beast said.
They were walking down the hallway silently. They were walking for about 5 minutes when the Beast said, " I just wanted to say I hope you like it here and since the castle is your home now you can go anywhere you would like EXCEPT the west wing. "
" What's in the west wing ? " asked Belle
" ITS FORBIBEN! , screamed the Beast. They continued walking down the long hallway until they finally got to Belle room. She opened the door and went in. The Beast said, " YOU WILL JOIN ME FOR DINNER AND THAT IS NOT A REQUEST! " And the door slammed closed then Belle ran over to her bed and flopped down on it and start to cry.
Please stay tuned for part 4.
They were walking down the hallway silently. They were walking for about 5 minutes when the Beast said, " I just wanted to say I hope you like it here and since the castle is your home now you can go anywhere you would like EXCEPT the west wing. "
" What's in the west wing ? " asked Belle
" ITS FORBIBEN! , screamed the Beast. They continued walking down the long hallway until they finally got to Belle room. She opened the door and went in. The Beast said, " YOU WILL JOIN ME FOR DINNER AND THAT IS NOT A REQUEST! " And the door slammed closed then Belle ran over to her bed and flopped down on it and start to cry.
Please stay tuned for part 4.
Today that is no longer the case.
Things have changed, and I don’t understand.
Nothing is going as I planned.
In his presence I used to be scared.
I was lonely and I didn’t think he cared.
But now there is something different in his eyes.
He’s letting his guard down, and isn’t wearing a disguise.
His inner beauty is finally shining through.
He is sincere and true.
Now I stand in front of a mirror in a beautiful yellow dress.
I feel a little nervous, I must confess.
I think I have fallen in love with him.
Should I tell him how I feel, and go out on a limb?
Yes, my feelings must be released,
Because this Beauty has fallen in love with a Beast.
