Beauty and The Beast: Chapter 8
The next morning The Beast left Rose’s breakfast by her bedroom door, waking her with a gentle knock and leaving before she could come out to speak to him. Half amused and half frustrated, she ate her egg, dressed in her prettiest gown, and went to find him in the garden. She found The Beast feeding chickens at the back of the house, where there was a modest coop surrounded by a low fence. Standing across the small enclosure from him, she scraped one foot in the dirt nervously and cleared her throat. The Beast looked round and saw her. His posture immediately became stiffer. “Rose. Can I help you?” “I’ve had my time to think and I’d like to talk to you.” “I see. Well I could join you for dinner if that is …