Belle kept her eyes on Erik, hoping he would be all right. When Jaques appeared at the grand hall, she looked at him for a moment. When the servant returned, she took the alcohol and bandages away from his hands, gently. "Please, let me do this. I would like, if possible, that you arranged for a meal to be prepared for him. He will need to regain his strength."<br/><br/>As she spoke, Belle had already started checking on Erik's wounds, carefully. Knowing Jaques as she did, she was pretty sure he wasn't going anywhere without answers. "Wolves. I was foolish enough to try to escape, and they would have killed me. They entered the forest nearby, and Erik got there just in time." She paused to clean the more serious wound, on Erik's shoulder. "After me making him angry, he still saved my life", she murmured quietly. "I will never forgive myself if anything happens to him."