Chapter 10

It was the strangest dream she had ever had. She was in a large bed, with the softest blankets she had ever felt, and the canopy above her was clothed in satin curtains and seemed to reach the heavens. It was the largest room she had ever seen, enough to fit a whole house in, and such luxury. Polished wooden furniture stood against the walls and the marble floor was graced with thick carpets that appeared as soft as clouds.

She sat up in the bed; the sheets fell away revealing she was still in her old dress, and she also noticed her leg was now bandaged in a skillful way. This truly was a different sort of dream, as she went to stand, pain shot through her leg, and she had to drop back down. It was now she realized that this was not a dream. The room seemed to spin, as she remembered now, finding the castle, the wolves coming, and seeing the dark figure that Roland had told her about. It was actually true, this creature did exist.

It had spoken to her, asked her who she was, and what she was doing there. Was it her imagination or had that really happened? The most important question still remained of where was she now, where was the Beast at? She looked around her franticly as expecting to see him standing there, watching her. But she was alone.

Again moving to her feet, she slowly stood trying to keep balance and not put too much weight on her injured leg. She made it over to the window and gazed out at the landscape, now white with the early appearance of snow. She shook slightly at the thought of what this Beast creature might now do to her, but then again, if he had meant her harm, then why was she there now in this room, with her leg taken care of? Things were not making sense and she had nothing to do now but wait and see what would happen next.

In the west wing the Beast was gazing into the mirror and could clearly see Belle had woken and was exploring her room. Deeming her as now healthy enough for an interrogation he quickly made his way down the hall, causing one in his way to flee. That is everyone, aside from Mrs. Potts. She had seen his temper at its peak, both as a human, and now as a Beast, and she wasn't ever one to let it faze her. "Master, before you go in there, please have you considered that this girl…." He wiped around his face twisted in rage "Of course I have. Do you honestly think I haven't thought about only that, since the moment she first arrived? It's all I have thought about for the past 10 years! What kind of fool do you all take for me for?" not waiting for an answer he continued his way down the hall, leaving the frustrated teapot shook her head. "Then I think you might consider a gentler approach, your highness." She muttered to herself.

I know this is a really short chapter, but the ones coming up will be a lot longer, AND I am again adding 2 chapters at once :)