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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.
Even the spires of his castle seemed to consciously pierce the sky with a violent fervor.
His terrible deeds were engraved on his face, and that sent a hollow, wretched feeling deep into his gut, sickening him.
They were holding a mirror up to the monster within, which was longing to escape.
You must love her and that love must be returned with true love’s kiss, before your twenty first birthday. She may use the mirror as you do, to see into the world beyond your kingdom, but she must never know the details of the curse or how it’s to be broken. You will notice she sees the castle and its enchantments differently than yourself. The most terrifying aspects of the curse are reserved for you.”
“Don’t forget, Beast, true love, both given and received, before the last petal falls.”
He feared if he returned, the castle would at long last devour him.
Perhaps he should let servants in to make the bed, dust the windows, and mop the floors. To have him live more like a human being than the monster he had become.
The only indication of what he had once been was his soulful blue eyes, which teemed with humanity. Those hadn’t changed. They were still his.
The only person who killed almost as many animals as the Prince was his good friend Gaston,
It was quite funny when you thought about it—Gaston, the prince of Buttchinland,
The Prince had to laugh. Gaston a gentleman? Hardly!
Even though they were friends, he knew who Gaston was.
It wouldn’t do to have a wife who took attention away from him.
How did this guy ever change?
Everyone was excited that the Prince had commissioned the Maestro to paint the portrait. He was the most celebrated painter in many kingdoms and was in great demand. Not since the renowned Master Maker of Mirrors had there been another artist who caused such a stir in the royal circles.
I love these throwbacks!
“Hello, my dearest. You are in quite a state from traveling, aren’t you? I’m surprised you didn’t insist to be taken to your rooms to make yourself presentable before showing yourself.”
I never realized how bad he was before the curse and Belle! I am learning a lot about his backstory.
Her favorite court companion, Pflanze, a beautiful black, orange, and white cat, was in attendance to keep her company.
What the heck is this name? I don't even know where to start pronouncing that! lol
Your castle and its grounds shall also be cursed, then, and everyone within will be forced to share your burden. Nothing but horrors will surround you, from when you look into a mirror to when you sit in your beloved rose garden.
Lumiere hadn’t the heart to tell the Prince that everyone else in the castle had become enchanted after he broke Tulip’s heart.
It's very interesting to see the curse slowly taking effect.
Everyone is here, sir, you just don’t see them.
That is an interesting take.
I knew it!
To die, one must have first been alive. And the Beast could finally say that by finding love, he had lived.
