Beauty and the Beast Novelization_Disney by Disney Writers

Author:Disney Writers [Writers, Disney]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Disney Book Group
Published: 2017-01-30T23:00:00+00:00

BELLE WAS BEGINNING TO THINK she had made a very big mistake. While her wing of the castle wasn’t exactly bright and colorful, it was a breath of fresh air in comparison with the West Wing. As she walked down the long corridor, her eyes widened. The place felt lonely. And it looked downright depressing. The walls were scratched and bare, though it was clear from the empty picture hooks that still hung that hadn’t always been the case. The rug beneath her feet was faded and worn, torn in spots by the Beast’s long claws. Even the air was heavier somehow.

Belle was on the verge of turning around when she saw light at the end of the hall. A door had been left slightly ajar and through it, Belle could just make out what looked to be a huge suite. Curiosity overtaking her fear, Belle walked forward and slowly pushed open the door.

Instantly, she wished she hadn’t. If the hallway had been unnerving, this room was ten times more so. Everywhere she looked she could see evidence of the Beast’s temper. Curtains hung in shreds from their rods. Vases that must once have been beautiful lay shattered on the ground. On the huge four-poster bed, a gray coverlet lay, faded and covered in dust, clearly long since used. As her eyes drifted over the room, she saw the reason why. Tucked in a corner was a sort of giant nest made from torn bits of fabric, feathers, and antlers that had been shoved together. Belle felt a rush of foreboding at the sight of such a wild and animalistic area in the castle.

She turned and shouted as she found herself staring at a pair of bright blue eyes. For one long, tense moment she thought someone was staring right back at her—until she realized that the eyes belonged to a boy captured in what was clearly a royal portrait. Her heart thudding, Belle leaned forward. The boy’s face had been slashed beyond recognition, that part of the canvas in pieces. But the eyes had been left untouched. Belle leaned still closer. They looked so familiar….

Her breath caught in her throat as Belle realized that they reminded her of the Beast’s eyes. Mrs. Potts’s words came back to her. A prince of a fellow, she had said. This must have been the prince she was referring to. She glanced again at the portrait, looking for clues to the past. There were two other people in the portrait—a handsome king and beautiful queen. And though the woman’s image—which included kind eyes full of laughter and love—was still pristine, the king’s cold, distant stare had been slashed, as well. Belle wondered what the boy in the portrait must have been like, what anyone would have been like, growing up with parents such as those, inside these castle walls.

As Belle dragged her eyes from the portrait and tamped down the odd feeling of melancholy that once again formed in the pit of her stomach, her attention was drawn to the far end of the room.

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