Her husband and his tormentor are in a mere cellar, not truly a dungeon at all. The Best writhes on the ground, hooded and chained; a man stands over him -
The man whirls, and hisses. He flings a hand back toward the Beast.
The stone of the cellar wall grows clawed hands that reach for Belle.
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The man whirls, and hisses. He flings a hand back toward the Beast.
The stone of the cellar wall grows clawed hands that reach for Belle.