Caliban and Miranda from 'The Tempest'
Mayuri and Nemu
Melody
"There's nothing ill can dwell in such a temple:
If the ill spirit have so fair a house,
Good things will strive to dwell with 't."
If you were to look at them, one would think he should worship her, the idol of his imperfection, the pinnacle of all that should be in the world. But imagine if it were not the monster in the darkness, the beauty in the light? What if it were she that put he on a pedestal, that waited to every one of his commands? Beast has always watched Beauty, that is the way of the world, but he was a man that took such laws and broke them over his knee.
To every insult directed to her Captain, she shook her head. Every time someone tried to draw her into insulting her Father, she closed her eyes.
For to her, nothing ill could ever be said of the man who imposed himself on every aspect of her life.
He was, to her, as a god would be, even if he were a devil to others.
In the darkness, the monster closed his eyes without fear of redemption or revenge.
His Miranda stood guard on his door, ignoring the faery-whispers of melodious dissent that echoed around her.