"Ah, my Belle." The Prince saw her approaching. Maybe now would be a good time to tell her that they were moving. He didn't know where, just away. Away from his father.
"Oh, Chris! I have amazing news." Chris was sitting on a couch looking out a huge window, Belle ran up and sat right down on her laugh. She giggled a little when he smiled at her.
"Belle so do I. We won't put up with him any longer. We are going to leave." With this comment Belle turned her head towards him.
"No, we can't. I just talked to him. He wishes to see you. I think he's sorry. And well it's your fault too. Your stubborn, and have a bad temper." Belle glared at him.
"No, we are leaving."
"I love it here. So do you. You know it. Plus your father wants to do something for you. He doesn't mind that you married me anymore. Just please go speak to him."
"Fine, Belle, as you wish."
"Thank you my love." She leaned in towards him and the two shared a passionate kiss.