Claude finished weeping and then laid down to rest. His location was viable from his balcony. A storm of emotions and nightmares ravaged his mind as he slowly drifted to sleep. There was a great pain in his chest from all his heaving sobs, but he tried to ignore it. The cold bit into him, but it was better than feeling the emptiness in his soul. Time and time again he cursed the witch, but deep down he knew it was his fault. His selfishness and cruelty is what truly cursed him, but it was too late. Only four petals remained on his rose, he couldn't find love with four petals time left, that was less than four moons. He drifted to sleep, tears frozen to his face.<br/><br/>The servants bowed and retreated into the castle halls. All four of them seemed scared and worried. "What was the master thinking? Tomorrow night is the full moon! He will shift and need to feed!" Jerome said fervently. Lilly was very timid "W-what if they're late leaving? What if he hurts them? . . ." They walked along to their quarters and tried to sleep