Disclaimer: I do not own the concept of Rebecca. That belongs to the talented Daphne Du Maurier but… I do own the novel and movie.
A/N: This is absolutely one of my favorite books of all time. I've already adapted the story using characters from Phantom of the Opera (it's called Heaven by the Sea if you want to check it out) and of course it also fits with Rumbelle! I was very picky with the prompts for this turn mainly because I didn't want to give too much away and I want to hear from you guys what you want to see. It's a brilliant suspense/romance story and the climax is epic. Check it out if you haven't. Don't forget to review as always!
A/A/N: Now that school is back, I won't be able to update as often. I will try to get to your requests as quickly as I can, but I might stick to my pre-written prompts in the meantime. At least those I can update those fairly quickly.
Rebecca
Prompt: Belle's first day as Mrs. Gold in Manderley. (Rated K+)
Already things weren't going exactly according to plan as Belle would have liked. She had been hoping to have breakfast with her husband, but Anthony had to leave on urgent business. It was their first day as husband and wife in Manderley, and Belle looked forward in exploring the grounds with him.
Yet, breakfast proved to be a lonely affair and Belle resigned herself in looking for amusement herself. Anthony boasted about the library so it was the perfect place to start. Now… if only she could find it.
The manor was quite grand and there were a countless number of rooms. As Mistress, it was expected for Belle to know where she was going. However, every door looked the same and the last thing she wanted was to ask for help. Eventually she chose to go into the room with the rose-colored door, but it turned out to be the morning room.
A fire was already set, making the room warmer, despite the cold stillness of the décor and palette. It was beautiful in a sense with every piece of furniture chosen specifically for its purpose; although, they hardly looked inviting if one were to rest on the settee with its hard appearance. As Belle inspected further, the room seemed more of a showcase than comfort, including the richly crimson rhododendrons scattered in vases throughout. They were as horrid and frightful looking on the drive to Manderley as they were here. The first Mrs. Gold must have loved them, but they only inspired dread in Belle.
At least the writing desk seemed welcoming as her fingertips trailed along the sleek edge of the ebony top. It was neat and tidy with a telephone at one end; papers and pens on the other for letters. A thick, long book sat in the center and as Belle opened it, her eyes zeroed on the initials of C.G.—Cora Gold.
Her hand flinched as if burned when she realized this room belonged to her previous mistress. This was her address book, her friends and acquaintances!
Belle felt a chill in the air as her gaze settled on a china cupid posed on the edge of the desk. The face was cocked in her direction, its arrow aimed at her heart as its wings were in mid-flight. It was an ugly piece and its stone cold expression held nothing but malice as this timid usurper disturbed its peace.
At once the phone rang waking Belle from her reverie. The cupid watched her carefully as she picked it up.
"Hello? I'm sorry… you must be mistaken. Mrs. Gold died a year ago."
Belle hung up, then realizing her grievous error, she looked up as the cupid seemed to mock her with that tiny, curled smirk. Even it knew that Belle wasn't the real Mrs. Gold and her mistake was completely acceptable.