<div class="floatright">(http://i893.photobucket.com/albums/ac134/helvorn/image2.jpg)</div><strong>Belle<br/>Location: Prince Adam's Castle<br/>Tags: The Beast</strong><br/><br/>Belle looked at the beast and started to weep.  What had happened to her loving Prince Adam or even the Beast who could be so kind and gentle with her.  Now it seemed as though he was completely consumed by his animal urge for blood and the terrible anger that she'd seen when she first met him.  This anger was different, murderous and frightening.  Yet she believed in him, in his inner goodness, that somewhere in the Beast was the man that she loved.  Her face was conflicted.  How could she leave her love when he needed her to regain control of the curse.  But how could she stay with a murderer.<br/><br/>It was the images of the heads on the gate that helped her decision.  She could not stand to be with a murderer.  Perhaps later she could think on what happened and talk to him.  She hoped and prayed that whatever fit took him and caused The Beast to kill those two was something beyond his control.  Yet she feared he was entirely in possession of his wits.  Her keen sense of how he felt told her that the murder had been done willingly, gladly.  Still, she was a woman and the assault on her pride tipped the scale.  She was not a whore and would not allow him to call her such crude names.<br/><br/>Belle stood and stepped through the door of the cell.  Despite her pride she cringed with fear as she walked near him, hulking in the shadows.  There was a lurking danger in him that told her she was making the right decision to leave.  "I'm not a whore.  You know I'm still pure." She sobbed over the last few words, "I was saving myself for our wedding night you know."  Shaking her head she summoned her courage.  "I'll go.  I...  we can talk later if you repent of your murders but until then stay away from me.  I still have the mirror if you must talk to me."<br/><br/>With that Belle hurried from the castle.  She did not stop to take any of her belongings but ran down the trail into the woods.  Unfortunately for her the woods were already changing under the influence of the curse.  Her fear increased as the spooky, dangerous trees closed in on her.