Once upon a time, there was a castle filled with laughter and happiness. The King and Queen were once proud rulers and never let anyone treat the other selfish and cruel. They had raised their son to be kind, loyal, and brave. The servants had always loved the Prince, they would always care for him. One day, though, they vanished. No one knew how or why, but they never returned back to the castle. The Prince's Uncle was there and took the boy in. Caring for him as if he was one of his own. Teaching him everything he needed to know as he grew older. The Prince had grown to be quite the loyal boy and handsome as well.
On his 18th birthday, he had a grand ball thrown for him. Now, of course, he made sure even the servants joined on the fun. Everyone had so much fun, dancing and hearing others sing. It was all fun and games. Until the doors opened up and the wind gushed into the room. Causing all the candle lights to extinguish into a thin stream of smoke. The Prince turned to see an old woman, limping towards him. She fell on her knees, coughing from the bitter cold outside. He kneeled to her. "Come, you must be cold and wet. Let me take you to the fire" "O-Oh thank you, kind sir." She said, coughing once more. "I do not have much to offer, but this single sunflower," She said, holding it up to the Prince. He smiled at her, "That is all I need" His hand reached to take the sunflower. Taking it into his fingers and pulling back his arm. The old woman looked up, smirking at him. "You're a foolish Prince but at least you'll be grand to my friend," She said as green smoke surrounded the Prince. He gasped and stood up. Lightning struck and the flower shined brightly. A dark laughter filled the room. The Prince suddenly screamed as hair grew all over his body. His body structure and bones broke and formed again, growing bigger by the second. Everyone screamed and ran off, his Uncle tried running to him. But he was hit aside. Hitting the wall with his back, sliding down. A few of the servants stayed and helped him up. Watching as the Prince turned into a horrible beast. His eyes glowing green. The woman took off her hood to relieve a tree sprouting from her head. "Now you've got your body, you owe me" She growled. The Beast turned its head to her, throwing her a bag that came from thin air. She caught it and looked inside. "Then enjoy your new body," She said, disappearing under the floor and out of sight.
Thankfully an enchantress was among the guests and rushed to the beast. Who roared at her but she did not move. She waved her hands around the beast, casting a spell before and holding the sides of its head. His eyes reverting to the yellow of the Prince. She had a moment. Just one moment. "Arthur. Arthur Listen to me. I will cast a spell on you. You are too loyal and sweet to your servants to deserve this. So this is what you need to do to break the spell, you must learn to love and have your love returned before the last petal falls on the sunflower the witch gave you. I will make it bloom for four years. You must love another before your 22nd birthday. Only then can the curse be broken, but if you fail. I can't help you anymore and you will be doomed to live with another mind and soul in your body. I can not do much more but I know you can save yourself, Prince Arthur. You must keep your hopes up and you must learn to control him." His eyes were scared, but then they turned back to green and knocked her away. Her back hit the window and she fell into the gardens. Her feet started freezing, the stone was consuming her body. She struggled to move, but she could not as it reached her knees. She looked over at the patch next to her, roses. "That's it! Surely, this will help the Prince" She whispered, reaching over to touch one rose. Just as the stone reached her head then down to her fingers. But she did it, one single rose had turned purple. One single rose.
The enchantress had missed watching the Prince's servants all become cursed as well. Being surrounded by the green smoke, holding onto their loved ones. Hoping that it was all just a dream. The green smoke grew and grew until it was in every room and corner of the castle and to the gates of the castle grounds. Consuming all there. Cursing the lands and the people there. Four had tried to escape. One had blonde hair, another with brown hair, the third had also blonde locks, the last one had red hair and was the oldest. They watched as the castle grounds were covered in the smoke. The older one held the three younger ones close to her. All four minds went back to the town, where the ones they loved. Knowing they would only think the worst. "Encuéntranos" The older lady whispered before closing her eyes shut and the young adults wrapped their arms around and all prayed for the best. But it didn't last long as the smoke engulfed them and their arms dropped as they changed.
Since that day, the Prince and his servants spent the first three years trying to get the Prince's hopes running, trying to figure out what they could do. But at the fourth year, he lost it all. His servants all held their heads up high and tried comforting the Prince, but they were found with glowing green eyes and a roar fired at them. He had tried staying humane but found himself walking on all fours. Acting like the beast he was. He gave up trying. For he knew he was doomed. The sunflower had bloomed and the real clock was ticking away. What the enchantress said was impossible for him to do. For who could ever learn to love a beast?