RP: Pondering the Changes

[tt_viktor]

Who: Viktor Krum (Beast) and Alicia Spinnet (Beauty)
When: 16 May 2002
Where: Home
What: Mini plot
Rating: PG?
Open/Closed: Private : Open



He'd awoken last evening disoriented to his surroundings. Where had his castle gone and how did it turn into this strange abode in the span of mere minutes? At least Belle was still there, though she was dressed as strangely as he was, something he did not care for.

There was a small, servant creature also, though he did not mind its presence as long as it did not interfere with his will. He instructed it to make Belle new dresses of the finest materials it could find, and to procure jewels to replace the ones that had disappeared from Belle in those odd moments of sleep the night before.

The climate in this strange place did not allow for him to adorn the finery in his wardrobe so he settled for a pair of dark trousers and a short sleeve, light cotton shirt before going out to the dining area for breakfast, awaiting Belle to join him.

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[tt_alicia]

As foreign to her as coming to live in the castle with Beast had been, even more foreign did this fair sized, light and airy house with the clean lines and thin walls feel to her. Belle didn’t know what had happened, and though she had come to trust that Beast only had her best interest at heart, she hadn’t dared ask him why he had had them relocated. Perhaps it was because he didn’t seem content with it either. None of it, however, made as little sense as the clothes she had found herself wearing upon waking. At first she had been horrified to find herself dressed in clothes reminiscent of under garments outside of her own room and in front of him. But Beast had continued the same line as he followed in his castle, and had had the small, odd creature who was looking adoringly up at him, produce new dresses for her.

Just like the first time she had been clad in the luxurious robes had she felt slightly uncomfortable. This time, the heat that seemed to cling to everything hadn’t lessened that. The small creature, however, had worked fast and determinedly and even before she had retired for the night, had it whisked away to put the finishing touches to it. Though very simple, the dusty pink gown was simply exquisite.

Belle ran her hand over the soft fabric and sighed. She missed her family, her father and her two sisters. It had been months since she had seen them. She wasn’t alone here, though. Beast had become a friend, yet though she enjoyed his company, she also felt a sense of dread of meeting him every night for dinner. Every night he proposed to her and every night she had turned him down. At first, it had been easy, but it was getting harder. Not because she had changed her mind, but because it became harder to see the pained look in her friend’s eyes when she told him ‘no’.

Maybe tonight would be different, she thought as she turned the corner into the dining area, the fabric of the robe swishing with each step she took. Maybe tonight her guilty conscience wouldn’t make her dream of the prince urging her to accept Beast’s proposal.

“Good morning,” she said as she reached the table, bowing her head slightly in greeting.