We walked through the inside of the castle. For someone as brutish as him, the interior was extremely elegant and antique. If I weren't so afraid of my captor, then I would've loved my new home. Every time he turned around to look me, I couldn't help but avert my eyes. We climbed up the grand staircase, and he opened these two double doors that reached to the ceiling at the end of the hall. Inside was the most beautiful bedroom I've ever seen. The interior was lavished in shades of purple and pink. The bed was covered in a dark pink silk canopy. "You are free to wander around wherever you want, just as long as you don't leave the gates." I turned around as he stood at the threshold. "Think of this place as your home now. If you ever need anything, either my servant or I will attend to you."
All I could do was glare at him. "If you don't mind," I said sternly, "I'd like it if you'd leave me." He closed the doors and I turned around. As beautiful as my room was, I still couldn't help but feel like I was in a prison. I fell face down onto my bed and cried myself to sleep.
I woke up in the middle of the night, and opened the door just a crack. I saw a shadow passing by, but I knew it wasn't who I thought it was because he was too skinny. That must be the servant, I thought. I followed him, curious to where he was going. I followed him downstairs, and into a room with doors like mine. When he went inside, I put my ear against the door, hopefully able to hear at least part of the conversation.
"You wished to see me sir?" the servant asked.
"Yes. From now on, you will no longer serve only me, but my prisoner also."
"Your prisoner, sir?"
"Yes. But I want you to treat her as if she were royalty."
"Oh, I understand. It's a young woman, isn't it?"
"Yes. A most beautiful young woman."
I gasped. That monster actually has interest in me! I ran back upstairs to my room, slammed the doors, and leaned my back against them, sliding down.
It turns out that I had fallen asleep on the floor because I awoke to the sound of knocking behind me. I looked outside the window to see that it was morning. "Who is it?" I asked standing up.
"It's your servant," he said through the other side of the door. I gave a sigh of relief, hoping that it wasn't the Beast. I opened the door, and he stood there with his hands behind his back. Now that he was in front of me in the light, I could see him better. He was tall, bald, skinny, and pale.
"Yes?" I asked.
"Bonjour mademoiselle. I just wanted to know whether you wanted breakfast in your room or if you would like to dine with the master."
Are you kidding? I thought. I would never want to be near him! "I'd like to eat in here, if you don't mind." The servant bowed and left.