Chapter Seventeen
The Question
(Rose POV)
The two finally stopped arguing after what seemed like an eternity.
"So mademoiselle. What are the questions you have wanted to ask?" Lumiere said.
I looked down at him.
"Well I have wanted to find out about how you, the castle, and Master all became like this."
Cogsworth was the one who responded, kindly, but with a firm tone,
"Rose, we dare not speak of the day when we became like this. Master forbade us to, because it brings pain to him. You see the day it happened everything has been, oh how shall I say it, chaotic . Master seemed even more enraged and sad then any of us has seen him."
I sighed. Clearly I was going to have to ask Master himself.
"Thank you both for your help. Oh! Do any of you know where Master is?"
Both of them exchanged questioning glances,
"He is outside in the gardens. Why?"