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What sort of woman would do that—give up her life so easily, sacrificing her freedom for her father’s? The Beast wondered if he was capable of such a sacrifice. He wondered if he was capable of love.
the enchanted mirror the sisters had given him long before.
Our prince didn’t want anything to do with that romantic poppycock.
The Prince decided to laugh the entire thing off and focus on what he loved: hunting, drinking, spending the taxes collected from his estates, and charming the ladies.
“As the rose petals fall, so shall the years pass until your twenty-first birthday. If you have not found love—true love, both given and received—by that day, and sealed with a kiss, then you shall remain the horrifying creature you’ll become.”
“You sound like a woman, Prince, worrying about lines around the eyes! Next you’ll be wondering what color petticoat looks best with a blue dress. Shall I inquire with your fairy godmother?”