Beauty and the Beast

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The music plays and we start dancing. (Imagine them as Belle and the Beast dancing)

(Now Playing: Beauty and the Beast from Beauty and the Beast)

🎶Tale as old as time

True as it can be

Barely even friends

Then somebody bends

Unexpectedly

Just a little change

Small to say the least

Both a little scared

Neither one prepared

Beauty and the Beast

Ever just the same

Ever a surprise

Ever as before

Ever just as sure

As the sun will rise

Tale as old as time

Tune as old as song

Bittersweet and strange

Finging you can change

Learning you were wrong

Certain as the sun

Rising in the east

Tale as old as time

Song as old as rhyme

Beauty and the beast

Tale as old as time

Song as old as rhyme

Beauty and the beast...🎶

After we danced, we went out on the belcony. She sat on the ledge and looked out at the view. I looked at the view before looking back at her.

"Astrid?" I sit next to her and take her hands in mine.

"Yes?" She asks.

"Are-are you happy here with me?" I ask.

"Yes." She says, before looking back out into the distence. I notice this and start to worry.

"W-what is it?" I ask.

"If only I could see my father again, for just a moment. I miss him so much." She says softly. I think for a moment of a way where she can see her father for a moment, without leaving.

I think of my only source towards the outside world. That can help! "There is a way." I say.

"How?" She asks.

"Follow me."

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Astrid's P.O.V.

"Follow me." He takes my hand and takes me to the west wing, towards his room. He opens the doors and we step inside. He walks over to the table with the rose on it and grabs a mirror. "This mirror will show you anything you wish to see." He hands me the mirror and I hold it up.

"I would like to see my father please." I speak to the mirror and it starts to glow.

It shows my father walking through the storm alone. He coughs a couple of times before falling to the ground. I gasp at the sight and I can feel tears hitting the brim of my eyes.

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