Belle blinked. The sunlight was streaming into the room and disrupting her sleep. Chris had his arm over her body and she felt safe, secure. Not wanting to leaving her beloved's side, she closed her eyes once more and drifted off to dreamland, a dreamland full of the handsome prince once more.

Christophe thought he felt Belle move. How he loved the feel of her warm body snuggled up next to his. He didn't want to get up and leave her still sleeping there. The sun was fully up now, and it appeared to be a beautiful day. Not wanting to wake up just yet, he closed his eyes once more.

A knock was heard on the door. Both Belle and Chris heard it, and both giggled as they both woke up and sat straight up at the same time. "Who's there?" questioned Chris.

"Cogsworth." Both glanced at each other as Belle rolled her eyes. This wasn't a surprise to either. He was always there.

"And what is your will with my husband?" Belle asked. How she loved to refer to him as her husband.

"Well I hate having to disturb you two. But I'm sorry, but there is a visitor here an the castle. A very important one." Cogsworth started to stutter.

Chris asked, "Who?"

"Uh, um... the King?" was his reply.

"My father?" Chris asked. He glanced at Belle. She sensed some fear in his eyes.

"Yes, Master, the very one I remember."

"Thanks, Cogsworth. I'll be out shortly." The Prince was no longer in his happy mood.

"Honey, what's the problem?" Belle was worried about her husband.

"Well," Chris started, "You see, my father left a long time ago. My mother died when I was eight. I guess living here in this castle was too much. It remind him of her, and I guess he felt he couldn't live here any more. He left me here, in the care of these servants when I was nine." Belle nodded, urging him to continue. "I knew he was still alive, being that I'm still the Prince, he's the King. However I feel no love for him. I hardly know him. Why thirteen years is too long ago for me to even remember too much of him. He never spent time with me. I would hear of him traveling around and continuing to rule over the land. But still I'm here. He never came back. Until now, why I don't think he even knew of the enchantment. You see Belle, I don't know what to do."

"I know what your going to do. First I think you'll get dressed. While I prefer you this way, she glanced at his naked body, I don't think others will." She laughed, and he joined in as well.

"Yes, Belle I'll take care of that." He stood up and headed towards his closet.

She continued, "And then you will go downstairs and be a charming young prince. Don't lose your temper. For your good at that." He gave Belle a dirty look. If anyone else had said that to him, he'd be furious. But coming from her, it made sense and needed to have been said. Still she continued, "You will be nice and see what business your father has here. Maybe he is home to stay. You don't know. This could be a good thing for you."

He continued to dress now and called a servant to shave him. He motioned for Belle to get decent too. Then he asked, "And when exactly does my little wife come into this picture?"

"Well would you feel better if I came with you now?" One glance at him and she knew his answer was yes. "Okay I'll come." She headed off for her powder room and with the help of a wonderful servant, made herself presentable.

When she emerged Chris was nowhere to be found. Belle shrugged and left the room.