"Luc, this is my husband, whom you may call Jean," Belle says, "or M. Cygne, if that's too informal. Here, come into the parlor and let's see if you can find your dreamworld."

"My dreamworld, Mme. L'Enchanteresse?" Luc asks, sitting where she indicates.

"The first step to casting," says Belle, "is to find your own mind, to look at it from the inside; if you can't do that then I can teach you nothing."

Luc nods, and Belle walks him through the steps that first led her into her sphere of rosevines.