Everywhere in front of her furniture and walls were covered in dust , claw marks or both. Clary shook at the thought of an actual Beast living in this castle.

"Heeelp!"

Lucian's cries echoed up a stone staircase to Clary's left and she ran down it only to find herself in a dungeon with Lucian as the only prisoner. Lucian caught sight of her and instead of being thrilled his eyes opened wide with terror and he began to whimper. Clary kneeled closer to him and started to whisper, but a warm breath down her neck cut her off , and a low growl made her turn around until she was staring face to face with a monstrous Beast.

"Go away."

The thing growled at her.

"He is my prisoner he wandered on to my land , now go away."

Lucian began to cough a sick, dry cough that had Clary wondering if he'd make it one night in this dank place.

"Let me stay."

Clary took a deep breath.

"I'll stay while he goes."

The Beast considered this for a moment before stepping back and handing her the key to his cell. Clary ran to his cell unlocked the door and hugged Lucian. She stood up and ushered him up the stairs to the doors where she promised that no matter what she would see him again. She turned away and the Beast closed the door behind her before mumbling a low; follow me. Clary followed him up a grand staircase and down a never-ending hallway into a chamber fit for a Queen which it probably used to be. Once the Beast left she lay down on the bed and cried and cried and cried , until the Beast came back two hours later with an invitation.

"Would you like…to join..me..for..dinner.."

"No! Go away!"

"…Please…Join me..for…dinner.."

"No! I don't want to!"

"FINE! THEN YOU CAN ROT IN THERE!"

With the heavy footsteps that followed Clary knew that he had left and she began to cry once more.

"Oh my, why are you crying so much? It was only an invitation to dinner."

The wardrobe to her right spoke. Clary sniffled.

"It's just I miss my Papa and I can't help remembering that I'm a prisoner here."

The wardrobe sighed and inched closer to Clary.

"I'm sorry but I find that shallow and pathetic, now let's get you dressed for dinner."

"But the Beast told me I couldn't leave the room…"

"And the Beast won't know will he? By the way I'm Isabelle here for your dressing needs."

Isabelle sent one of the compacts from the powder room to make sure that dinner would be ready. She then promptly dressed Clary in a simple black satin dress and, surprisingly, nimbly tied her hair back with a matching lace ribbon. The compact scurried back in as Clary was admiring Isabelle's work and announced that dinner was ready. A little replica of a Grandfather clock named Alec came to get Clary. He scurried down the hallway stopped at her door and seeing her nodded his head in approval. Clary didn't follow until Isabelle nudged her in the back whispering, "You will no longer be our prisoner….be our guest." Shut the door and Clary began the walk to catch up to Alec and dinner.