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Chapter 3
As Belle lay in his arms, Adam couldn't help but trace each line on her face that composed her beautiful features. For once in a long time his love was tranquil and looking completely relaxed as her head slowly moved with the rise and fall of his chest. It set his mind at ease to know that she could finally get the greatly needed rest, but that feeling gradually faded as he remembered why she was in such distress. Something was troubling her terribly and she had kept to herself all this time. He knew that she had come to tell him tonight but his overprotectiveness had trumped his curiosity in the moment. But as he lay here in bed with nothing to distract him he could only mull over what it could possibly be that was worrying her.
Could it be that she was having second thoughts about the wedding? That she didn't want to be a princess? If that was it he wouldn't know how to respond. He loved this woman with all his heart and soul. Having to give her up because of simple politics would just be too much. He certainly would not marry anyone without love, and with Belle being his only love, he would have to rule by himself. Having a mistress was certainly out of the question, he would rather live a lonely life than one filled with guilt of cheating on Belle; he would never ask Belle to do such a thing herself. He considered no one else to be worthy of taking her place and ruling with him. He even considered her to be more qualified for the job than he could ever be. With her kind heart and wisdom she would make the perfect princess, just what the people needed.
Adam would practically have a heart attack and drop dead on sight if she left him again. He had wanted to die last time she went away from the castle, not really caring too much if Gaston put a knife in his heart. That is until Belle showed up screaming his name. The small brunette woman was the shining light in his life, his beacon of hope. Without her beside him he was pretty sure he would never have the confidence to take on his new role, he would much rather leave it up to Lumiere or Cogsworth. Both were equally more qualified for the role but Adam knew he had to take on his responsibility; he was born into it and was destined to take over after his father. The two advisers being there to help him definitely would make royal tasks a lot easier but neither of them would be there for him like Belle would.
Belle shifted on Adam's chest for a second bringing him out of his reverie. He rolled onto his side pulling her close and her head nuzzled into the crook of his neck. Adam loved being with her like this, why hadn't they done this before? It wasn't necessarily approved of for a prince and his fiancé to be sharing a bed before they were married but not many people would ever find out. Everyone in the castle knew him and Belle and how innocent they were. Nothing more would happen before they were ceremoniously united in the eyes of God and his people. Adam would make sure of that. No, tonight was a night of comfort not of passion. Even though they had kissed it was to simply relieve Belle of her obvious discomfort and to let her know that Adam would be her side no matter. She needed to know that; she needed to know that she could trust him.
When morning came all would be revealed to Adam and he knew he should stop worrying. Belle wouldn't approve of it all and he knew that when she woke up she would see that he was tired and would know just what had kept him up all night. Oh he was so anxious; he just wanted to know what it was! But it would have to wait until morning for it was still night out, the moon floating high above them with its glow cascading down onto the castle. Adam thought of the glorious beauty nature possessed and couldn't help but adore it and its simplicity. Everything in it knew its purpose and carried on in a world of its own, passing through life care free. He wished his life could be that simple, just like in Belle's books. He dreamed of a place where he and Belle lived a happy life together in a cottage on a hillside overlooking a valley. There would be vibrant blooming flowers and a streaming river that trickled over rocks that had been smoothed by years of existence, creating a perfectly serene atmosphere. That's where Adam's mind stayed as he gradually slipped into unconsciousness, dreaming of a perfect and worry free life with Belle. If only life would be fair and give them the happiness they deserved…