And there he was, in bed and looking so sick he could die! When she got back to her room, she looked in the magic mirror and asked to see her father. Now there was much to talk about at dinner! One night, at the end of dinner, Beast said, “Beauty, I love you. Inside the room were shelves of books to the ceiling, a piano, and a cabinet of fine dresses, just her size. Over a door was a sign, “Beauty’s Room.” The door was open. Not long after that, Beauty came to a part of the palace she had not seen before. After that, he would ask her about her day, and she would tell him. Another time, he made a comment, and she looked him in the eye. Then one time at dinner, he made a little joke and she smiled. After all it was not easy to be a prisoner, even if it is at a palace. At first he would only grunt and she said nothing. Every night at nine, the Beast would come for dinner. The days were long and there was no one for Beauty to talk to at the palace. “So this is your daughter?” said the Beast, looking at Beauty. And two days later, the father took Beauty to the palace where the Beast lived.
You are young - you must not do this for me!”īut Beauty would not change her mind. “I am old and don't have much longer to live. “No, I cannot allow that!” said the father. “This has all happened because I asked you to bring home a rose!” said Beauty. But she knew that was not true.Īt last, the father told his girls what the Beast had said. When the father got home, Beauty could tell something was wrong. If not, you must return yourself in three months, and take your punishment.” Well, if one of them will come and stay here in this palace, you will be free. Oh, so you have daughters?” said the Beast. “Do not kill me! I only picked the rose for one of my daughters.” “You will pay for this!” the Beast yelled. There before him was an awful, huge monster. Just then, a loud stomp came up from behind him. “I suppose I should leave,” said the father after a while. The next morning the table was laid again, but this time with breakfast. He took a quick bite from the feast, found a bedroom, and fell fast asleep. “I suppose it would be all right if I stay the night,” said the father. The father sat down in front of the fire to warm himself, and he waited. There, before him, was a great feast over a long table.
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