next part of my fractured fairy tale; once again rather random.

Chapter 5

It was still night out when Beauty Stopped Crying, and it seemed to her as if no time had passed between her falling from the cage and now, though the children were still around her. They were playing games and running about the room. The one boy though, was standing in front of her and was bending down too look into her eyes.

“It is good you cried so much, but you must learn to be happy. The castle Patron is a very good man, he is not so hard as he once was.” The boy smiled and his eyes moved to the staircase. He looked back at beauty and faded away, still smiling. The other children had disappeared also so beauty turned her eyes to the staircase; she still had not moved from her space on the floor and had to crane her neck to see the stairs.

There standing about halfway down was the beast, she could not see his face, but by his posture she could tell he was in pain.

He limped slowly towards her; the beautiful woman was in his house once again.

She was no longer afraid of him, he could tell by the way she just sat there, easily watching him. When he reached her side he smiled, he knew it looked more like a grimace, but his eyes showed the smile intended. They said nothing to each other as he slowly bent and picked her up; he was not so large compared to her now, though he was bigger than any man.

She relaxed easily in his arms he wasn’t so frightening now. She felt her heavy eyelids closing. Rocked by the beasts lumbering movement she slept peacefully.

The beast carried her to one of the many bedrooms, this one in better repair than most, it had been dusted fairly recently. He laid her as gently as he could on the bed, but still she woke, she sat on the edge of the bed just looking at him. He felt Embarrassed by his ugliness, and for once shuffled back.

“You should sleep.” He said slowly, shyly backing out of the room. He closed the half destroyed door behind him, took a deep breath and shuffled away.

Beauty spent half a minuet staring at the closed door, there had been some strange feeling reeling in her stomach, when he put her on the bed. But too tired to think on it a moment longer she lay down on the Soft bed and fell asleep once again, with thoughts of the beast’s slow swaying walk, rocking her to sleep.

When she woke, though it was still dark out and she was still in her human form, she could tell it was morning. The smell of food drew her from her bed, and she made her ways down the halls to the source of it. In the kitchen, which charity had found, was the beast, doing his best to cook edible food. He turned when he heard her, and gave one of his grimace-smiles.

“I thought, well, you won’t want water plants for breakfast, so I thought I’d make something.” He looked back at the food which was rather burnt.

“It’s not working.” He sighed. Beauty came up to his side, she smiled at him, and together the made some edible food.

They had filled their bellies with food and were now cleaning up the mess. The beast found it cumbersome but tried his best to help. They spoke little, but easily, there seemed no need for words. The child was right, Thought Beauty, watching the beast try to wipe the table clean, He is very gentle.’

Beauty heard a movement behind her and turned to see a Griffin crouching ready to pounce. She felt a large paw push her back just as the griffin leapt. From behind the beast she felt the weight of the great animal land. The beast roared in pain.

Justice sat up, he had heard something, and he looked to Repunzle though he could not see her.

“Did you hear that?” cried Repunzle.

“It was that beast!” Truth replied

It was day, and the siblings, excluding Justice, were in their bird form.

Truth took off strait away for the castle, and wisdom was not far behind. Repunzle Took hold of Justice’s hand. “Follow, me.”

Running through the trees surrounding the castle, Repunzle and Justice made their way to the front gate. They heard once more the great roar of the beast, to Justice it sounded hurt.

Truth and Wisdom had arrived at the scene, and had started attacking the griffin.

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