Author's Note: I'm so sorry about not updating! But here is another chapter I really hope you all enjoy and I'm so happy with all the attention that this story is getting:) please leave a comment on what you liked, disliked, and just your general thoughts on the chapter. Also I'm so sorry about the length of the chapter! I promise next update will be longer. Thanks and enjoy!
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Belle stood from her sitting position. Disorientated and confused - it had not been winter, nor had it been day the last she had remembered. It had been rainy and dreary and midnight clouded the sky. Confusion was lit like a bright fire within her mind - she had been in the West Wing of the Beast's castle - now she stood in a courtyard filled with frozen water. Fog began to dissipate from her mind - events of sorcery began to unfurl. The Enchantress and the deal - how would she make the prince fall for her when he didn't know her? But hadn't she fallen in love despite knowing the Beast; despite knowing who or what he actually was?
The sound of crushing snow beneath a shoe alerted her that she was not alone - she found herself face to face with the one man she had such feelings of love and admiration for. Last time she laid eyes on him he was dead - void of any color and warmth. Unbeknownst to her tears started to streak down her fair face, "Mademoiselle, what trickery is this?" His rough voice was alarming, but Belle quickly had been accustomed to the Beast's loud bursts of anger so she squared her shoulders in defense.
"Messier, pardon my intrusion. I am lost you see. " It was a white lie, however Belle thought he could see the lie forming off her very lips.
"I would say you're lying, Madam. I saw the light of sorcery that brought you - a damsel falling forth from the sky. If I had to put a name to it I would call you a witch. "
She was no witch! How could he possibly say that? The longer she held his gaze the more everything began to make sense. This man was not her Beast and falling in love was a far reach at the moment. How could she possibly say anything, Belle thought. It wasn't against the rules however the Enchantress didn't say that she could reveal her true purpose, but if she did that wouldn't get her far.
"I don't know how I got to be here. The last thing I knew I was in the castle and everything became a blur. " I could see I had caught his interest but it was only a matter of time before the little white lie would arise from the surface and ruin all Belle held dear.
"I must ask you, Madam?" Belle couldn't look away from the prince - the beast that she was so familiar with was a person before he had been cursed. The delicate make-up that made his penetrating, emerald gaze that much harder to look away from - his state was captivating and compelling, almost as if Belle could loose herself within them, "Belle. " She gives her name, "Belle. What a fine name for a Beauty such as yourself, I must ask you stay I'm sure you'll remember as to why you're here with a bit of rest. "
He offered his hand bowing - Belle didn't hesitate, she would not fail the Enchantress's deal. She would not loose her prince for a second time.