Cinderella stood in the doorway holding a tray for Beast.
Her feet seemed to drag the closer she got to the Beasts room. The dark corridor and ghoulish faces of the statues that lined the halls unnerved her a bit. She walked past many rooms. She did not know which room was Beast's but she felt sure she would know which one it was when she came upon it.
As cinderela continued to walk deeper into the west wing the same strong pull came back to her from her dreams. She walked mais determined toward Beast's room.
Finally she came upon a grand set of doors with large claw marks raked across them. Opposite the doors was a painting in much the same condition...