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Belle studies. She really doesn't get as lonely as Beast - and maybe he and Chelise can fall in love if she stays out of their way, and then the curse will break and Belle can ransack the library and go home, that would be fine. She works.
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beheld_beauty
The baker has other things to do, but the bookseller walks right up to them. "Belle, where have you been? Your poor father's been worried sick!"
"I couldn't get away, or I would've," Belle apologizes. "Is he home, do you suppose?"
"Most likely. You'll want to go straight there. Who's this?"
"My fiancé," Belle says placidly. She doesn't really wish to explain his name thing right now.
"Pleased to meet you," the bookseller says to Beast, "Monsieur...?"
"I couldn't get away, or I would've," Belle apologizes. "Is he home, do you suppose?"
"Most likely. You'll want to go straight there. Who's this?"
"My fiancé," Belle says placidly. She doesn't really wish to explain his name thing right now.
"Pleased to meet you," the bookseller says to Beast, "Monsieur...?"
beheld_beauty
"...Is your fiancé deaf?" the bookseller murmurs to Belle.
"No, but he doesn't appear to wish to introduce himself," Belle says.
"...What is he called, then?"
"If he wished you to call him something, I assure you he'd be quite capable of telling you what that might be."
The bookseller looks perturbed.
"At any rate," says Belle, "I've come with a lot of books, and some of them will probably interest you more than me. Perhaps in a few days when I've had time to settle back in and unpack we can discuss trades."
"Perhaps," the bookseller agrees.
"I do want to go home and see my father. Till later."
"Till later, Belle."
"No, but he doesn't appear to wish to introduce himself," Belle says.
"...What is he called, then?"
"If he wished you to call him something, I assure you he'd be quite capable of telling you what that might be."
The bookseller looks perturbed.
"At any rate," says Belle, "I've come with a lot of books, and some of them will probably interest you more than me. Perhaps in a few days when I've had time to settle back in and unpack we can discuss trades."
"Perhaps," the bookseller agrees.
"I do want to go home and see my father. Till later."
"Till later, Belle."
beheld_beauty
"Do you want some sort of updated name, now that at least much of the time you are unbeastly, or do we just have the priest write 'Beast Cygne' in the church records?" Belle murmurs as they continue through town.
beheld_beauty
"It would be a little easier if I could say something more along the lines of 'this is Jean' as opposed to either 'this is my nameless groom-to-be' or 'this is Beast, it's a long story'."
deslandes
He laughs. "True. Well, if you want to tell all your friends my name is Jean, I won't argue."
beheld_beauty
"My father, on the other hand, deserves the complete story," Belle shrugs.
beheld_beauty
"His house is over there."
The Cygne house is modest but well-kept, and it's about as far on the outskirts of Les Fourches as it can be without being attached to a farm.
The Cygne house is modest but well-kept, and it's about as far on the outskirts of Les Fourches as it can be without being attached to a farm.
beheld_beauty
Belle doesn't knock. It's her house. She has a key.
"Papa!" she calls.
There is a silence.
And then Belle's father half-explodes out of the kitchen and engulfs her in a sobbing embrace.
"Papa!" she calls.
There is a silence.
And then Belle's father half-explodes out of the kitchen and engulfs her in a sobbing embrace.
beheld_beauty
"Belle," murmurs Charlie. "Belle, you're safe, you're home, I thought you were lost forever."
"I'm fine," Belle assures him, hugging him back. "I'm fine. I found an enchanted castle and it kept me there for some time but now it's let me go."
"I'm fine," Belle assures him, hugging him back. "I'm fine. I found an enchanted castle and it kept me there for some time but now it's let me go."
beheld_beauty
There is another minute of silent hug.
Charlie then releases her marginally to get a good look at her face, and, over her shoulder, he notices Beast.
"Belle, who's this?"
"He was enchanted along with the castle," Belle says, "and now we're engaged." She pauses to evaluate her father's facial expression. "He's technically a marquis," she offers.
"Is he."
"Yes."
Charlie then releases her marginally to get a good look at her face, and, over her shoulder, he notices Beast.
"Belle, who's this?"
"He was enchanted along with the castle," Belle says, "and now we're engaged." She pauses to evaluate her father's facial expression. "He's technically a marquis," she offers.
"Is he."
"Yes."
beheld_beauty
"How does one technically be a marquis?" Charlie wants to know.
"His father was a marquis, he's the only child, but then an enchantress cursed him and this all happened quite some time ago," Belle said.
"...Belle, how old is this man?"
"...Older than me. But he wasn't aging normally during the curse."
"What is his name?"
"He's forgotten it," Belle says. "I've been calling him Beast. For other purposes where that would take too long to explain, it may as well be 'Jean'."
"His father was a marquis, he's the only child, but then an enchantress cursed him and this all happened quite some time ago," Belle said.
"...Belle, how old is this man?"
"...Older than me. But he wasn't aging normally during the curse."
"What is his name?"
"He's forgotten it," Belle says. "I've been calling him Beast. For other purposes where that would take too long to explain, it may as well be 'Jean'."
beheld_beauty
"Does he talk?" Charlie asks, and this time he's looking straight at Beast.