ChiLi | Beauty and the Beast.

Chapter 4 | Dispute.

As the monster dragged Zhongli in a room.
He threw him on the floor.
Zhongli wouldn't think of fighting back, he wouldn't blame such a designated personality of a beast.
But instead, he just glared on the beast as him exiting on his "prison" door.

*Ehem*
"Er, excuse me, master. He was just searching for shelter and he was supposed to seek your permi-"
Kaeya was rudely interrupted again.

"QUIET, YOU FOOL. I- I KNOW THAT."
"EVEN SO, THIS IS MY PALACE, ALMOST TOUCHED THE ROSE.
WHO KNOWS WHAT WILL HAPPEN?!"
The beast shouted.

"Oh, please. Can you at least LOWER that tone of yours?"
Kaeya shouldn't have said that.

The beast stared at the wine glass.

"T-Then again maybe not."
As the wine glass was a bit startled.

"I'm going to the hall. GUARD THAT PRISONER."
The beast said, while storming upstairs.

All the furnitures agreed as the beast hurriedly stumbled down the hall, angrily.

Hours later, a furniture comes up to the beast and asked him.

"So, dumbo .. How's the rose?"
The furniture said.

The beast looked.
"Still as it is."

"You know, what about the fella you imprisoned? Maybe he has a sister you could marry to break this curse."
The furniture suggested.

"And what if I don't like his sister?"
"Or he doesn't have a sister?"

"I don't know, marry his mother or something."

"And of course, that's not my problem."
"I'm just sick of this body. As of this curse, we need it broken now.
The flower may not last for some time, even a bit of a month!"
The furniture whined about it.

"Can you just shut up, Scaramouche? Your curse, my curse."
The beast said, so tired of his words.

*Sigh*
"Tsk. I'll be expecting more from you."
The furniture said.

As the furniture walked away, the beast looked at the rose as a petal falls again.
He kept thinking of a way now.
He then thought what Scaramouche said.
Instead of imprisoning people onto his prison way below the castle.
Maybe his new prisoner can be up to the task.

"IDIOTIC-GLASS OF JUNK, GET DOWN HERE."
The beast commanded.

"Woah, woah. It's "Kaeya".
The wine glass rolled his eyes.

"I don't care no word from your mouth."

The beast said.

"Eh, what is it that you want, your highness?"
He replied with a hint of sarcasm.

"Where's that bottle friend of yours?"
The beast asked.

"He's actually my broth-"