Beauty and the Beast (Open and still accepting villagers ^^)

[molly the crazy angel]

(oh ok lol ^^)  

[derg0n]

Darian snuck up towards the house, following the tracks around the corner with his sword drawn before peering around the corner, only to have his face drop at the sight of a seemingly now tame wolf standing at the back of the door waiting for the kind old lady that lived in the house to drop a plate of meat out on the floor for it. He turned and began to walk away as he silently swore to himself, the beast had done it again.  

[gaaras and milk]

(hey guys, sorry for the delay. I was on a cruise. I told Molly, but i thought I was going to be able to access the interenet >> oh well, here I am!)

"P-prisoner?" Unarmed as he was, the prince stood before the creature, bravely. "Very well. That is a just punishment. But as prince, the kingdom will search for me. This is your last chance to let me go free, creature."  

[molly the crazy angel]

The beast chuckled a little. She then walked over to a candle stick and struck a mach and lit the candles. He was able to see the beast before him and she looked at him with sad eyes. "They are welcome to search." she said.  

[gaaras and milk]

Victor gasped and stumbled backwards, staring up at the large creature. It was--it was the beast he had heard the rumors about. He was surley going to be eaten. The prince was stiff as a board, scanning every inch of the huge creature, finally noticing the glimmer of sadness in it's eyes. He gulped down his fear and stood tall. "Very well."

 

[molly the crazy angel]

"Come with me, your highness." she said and lead him down into a larger underground room. She opened a large door and it showed a large canopy bed with a large quilt with many different scenes sewed into it. "It may not be much, but you will stay in my room. I will get you when dinner is ready." she told Victor.  

[gaaras and milk]

"Thank you," Victor murmmered quietly, looking over the quilt. Silently he admired the scenes and the workmanship involved in it. Why in the world would the creature be giving up their room for dinner? "That is...kind of you." he remarked with an unsure glance towards the creature. He held his book close to him for comfert.  

[molly the crazy angel]

She blinked at his coment and smiled a little. She saw his book when he clutched it. "I've read that book. It's very good. I have more from that author on the shelf." she said and pointed to the tall book shelf.  

[gaaras and milk]

Victor did not flinch from his spot, simply staring at the creature before him. His stare was cold. Victor and confines did not mix well, and he had the impending feeling he was to be a prisoner here for a while. His blue eyes flashed with a bit of fire as he clutched the book closer to him.  

[molly the crazy angel]

She looked into his eyes and sighed sadly. "I will be back soon." she said and locked the bedroom door behind her.  

[gaaras and milk]

As the door closed, Victor went to the bedroom door and tried to push down the handle. It was locked. He huffed with anger and began to pace. What in the world could the beast be keeping him here for? Randsom? He began to serch for something that may inable him to leave. Even something to pick the lock. He found nothing. Defeated, he sat on the bed. Fine. He would just wait to be rescued.  

[molly the crazy angel]

(time skip to late afternoon ^^)

After many hours alone, Victor heard a heavy knock on the door. "Your highness, are you decent?" the beast asked through the door.  

[gaaras and milk]

Victor had been reading. He was dressed, sitting on the floor with a plethera of books from the shelf surrounding him. "I am, you may enter."  

[molly the crazy angel]

She opened the door and saw him with the books and smiled. "I see you liked the books." she said.  

[gaaras and milk]

"At home, my time to read is limited. I am taking advantage of the time I have here." Victor said simply. The king and queen limited him to an hour of reading each morning. After that he had fencing lessons, manners, and spending time with his fiancee, planning for the wedding--it was all very dull, unlike his books.