Belle sighed as she glanced out the floor length windows. She'd been trapped in the Beast's castle for two months now, and everyday seemed to drag on for years. As she looked down into the courtyard, she could see two blurred figures, covered in snow. She identified them as Cogsworth and the beast, who were obviously arguing. She concentrated on them, on their voices, and before she knew it, she was in Cogworth's mind, hearing his thoughts.

Thought you knew the Beauty and the Beast? Think again.

What is the Master doing? This girl will not fall in love with him if he treats her like a prisoner! thought Cogsworth, unaware that Belle could hear every little things he thought. Life at the castle hadn't been easy, and neither was living with the beast...