Beaty & The Beast

As Adam left the phòng bếp, nhà bếp with a sad look, Maurice had some confusion in his mind.

"What did he mean bởi that?" Maurice asked as he looked at Mrs. Potts, she just had this sad look on her face; she knew what Adam meant bởi that.

"Nobody can talk about it; it involves his parents." Mrs. Potts explained, "We're not allowed to talk about them."

"Why not?" Maurice asked, but Mrs. Potts looked at him and stayed quiet. She didn't say a word about the issue, she knew how serious Adam took about his parents. When Maurice didn't get anything out of Mrs. Potts, he left it alone and she changed the subject....

As Maurice told the story about his wife, he was flash-backing to when he was much younger with a head full of brown hair in a different village.

He started his story, "I met Veronica when she was doing her đàn piano practices. I peeked in the window of a âm nhạc shop; nothing could express how beautiful and wonderful Veronica was when I saw her. I came to that window for five days, until a friend of mine took me to a tavern where single men go to see women dance and sing. I didn't want to go, my tim, trái tim was set on Veronica; no one else. While all the other men, including the friend that brought me...

The tiếp theo morning, Belle woke up with the sun peeking through her windows. She didn't feel any better from the night before, she actually felt worse. Her throat was now starting to hurt, but she couldn't let it hiển thị yet. Belle wanted to speak to Adam before she had to stay in bed. She got out of bed, looked in her closet and pulled out her regular blue clothes. Belle brushed her hair a little bit, enough where it seemed pleasant.

As for Prince Adam, he woke up and looked around his room. He looked at his hands, making sure that he still wasn't dreaming. Adam threw the covers off and rummaged...

In the middle of the night, Belle woke up. Her throat was really dry and she started to cough.

"I need something to drink." Belle groaned, she got up out of the bed, lit a little candle and walked towards the kitchen. As she was walking through halls and stairs, she remembered when she first came to the castle. It was forbidding and dark, no should have been living inside. To Belle, the lâu đài was feeling much different from what she was already used to.

Belle walked inside the phòng bếp, nhà bếp and filled a glass with water. She walked back into the ballroom; it was still very warm from the day's excitement....

Deep in a dark place, two pairs of eyes stared at the glowing orb as it showed an image of Belle with Prince Adam dancing. One pair eyes were red and had anger flaring while the other pair were a bright lavender and had sweet happiness.

"I can't believe it!" đã đưa ý kiến the red eyed female voice.

"I think it's sweet!" đã đưa ý kiến the lavender eyed female voice.

"Don't be foolish, my dear daughter of mine!" đã đưa ý kiến the red eyed female voice, "It looks like we need to pay Belle and her father a little visit."

"Shouldn't we wait until we get something, like a letter, from Maurice before we do anything?" asked the...

Back upstairs in the ballroom, Cogsworth and Lumiere were talking with Mrs. Potts and their master. No one noticed that Belle wasn't around except... Adam. He was looking all around the ballroom, but he couldn't see her.

"Master," Lumiere asked, "what's wrong?" Adam looked back at his three reliable servants.

"Noticed anyone missing?" Adam asked. Cogsworth, Lumiere and Mrs. Potts looked around the ballroom.

"He's right, Belle's gone." Cogsworth said.

"Where did she go?" Lumiere asked.

"That's what I would like to know" Adam said. He wasn't worried hoặc concerned, but he would like to know where she...