The servants looked bleak and worried, but nodded. Hector took Snow to the old stables where she would be safe and warm, the only part of the castle that didn't seem ruin was the stables, so Snow would have no worries. Lilly lead the way to their rooms in the east hall. Massa went to cook them meals and Jerome went to start fires in their room's fire places. By the time they had gotten inside, Claude had vanished. The north wing's double doors loomed over the grand hall, clearly visible to the young woman and her father<br/><br/>Claude was distraught, he had saved them and put them in mortal danger all at once. He could feel the animal inside clawing it's way out, and the howl in his mind was deafening. Hardly able to control himself, he sat down by the rose. It was dying, it's petals had fallen quicker the past few months, one seven remained. Claude shed a tear, then shook his head, grabbed a torn cloak from on of the smashed dressers and then leaped from the balcony. He landed without a problem and then marched off into the forest