In the deepest, darkest parts of a forest lived a strong and beautiful beast princess. Beckoned by the moonlight, she wandered into a land of humans, and in the moonlit garden of a small castle, she fell in love with a prince.
The princess gazed at her beloved prince
as her claws reached for his throat.
She loved him more than anything and anyone,
but the desire to rip his neck apart
welled up inside her.
As she desperately tried to
clench her fist and stop herself,
her claws dug into her skin,
and blood started gushing out.

"If I kill the prince, I will be freed of this curse..."
With tears streaming down her face,
she kissed the prince on the cheek.
.تأمّلت الأميرةُ محبوبَها الأمير بينما تلامس مخالبها حنجرتَه
أحبّته أكثر من أي شخص وأي شيء آخر، لكن الرغبة
في تمزيق عنقه ازدادت داخلها. عندما حاولت باستماتة
،أن تقبض يدها وكبح نفسها، غرسَتْ مخالبها في جلدها
"...وبدأت الدماء تتدفّق. "إذا قتلتُ الأمير، سأتحرّر من هذه اللعنة
.بدموع تنهمر من خدّيها، طبعَتْ قبلةً على خدِّ الأمير
A princesa fitava seu príncipe amado,
enquanto suas garras se aproximavam de sua garganta.
Ela o amava acima de tudo e de todos,
mas o desejo de rasgar sua garganta era cada vez mais forte.
Tentou a todo custo fechar o punho e impedir a si mesma,
mas suas garras cravaram em sua pele,
derramando seu próprio sangue.
"Se eu matar o príncipe, estarei livre desta maldição..."
Com lágrimas no rosto, ela beijou a tez do príncipe.