Chapter 2: A Premonition
Belle stood in front of a mirror admiring her reflection. She was wearing a long white gown that barely grazed the floor. Her hair was twisted into a french twist and was decorated with glittering jewels. She was holding a dozen red roses bundled together with white lace into a bouquet. Her father appeared dressed in a dark blue suit. He held out his arm and she looped hers through it. He escorted her to the church sanctuary and began walking down the isle. As she walked down the isle, Belle noticed that the servants and the villagers were sitting in the pews watching as she walked past them. She smiled, when she saw Pierre standing nervously at the end of the isle waiting for her. Pierre was very handsome in a dark blue suit, trimmed in gold. He had a single white rose pined to his lapel and she noticed his eyes glistened with tears. When she was five feet away from him, all of the guests vanished and Pierre turned to stone.
Belle bolted upright in her bed drenched in sweat and gasping for air. What had happened? Did her dream mean anything? She got out of bed and rekindled the fire in the fireplace. Afraid, that if she went back to sleep her dream would return, Belle threw her white terry cloth robe on and paced around her room until morning.
At eight o'clock, Belle joined Pierre in the dinning room for breakfast. When she walked into the room, Pierre knew instantly that something was wrong.
"What is wrong Belle?" he asked.
"I didn't sleep very well last night I had a dream that really upset me," Belle replied. Belle told him about her dream. After she finished, he reassured her that it meant nothing and that she was probably just nervous about the wedding.