Belle asked a few more questions on their ride, but soon grew tired of Vadim's silence and the looks, so stopped asking. It wasn't long into the afternoon when they turned onto the dirt road lined with roses. She was amazed at the beauty, and a little nervous, too, spotting the deep claw marks. Very rarely did a wolf leave marks like that unless they were jumping at the base, having chased so ething into the branches. She did well to hide her nerves, though, the only signs being her eyes darting around rapidly, and her drawing her horse up a little closer alongside Vadim's stallion.

When they came out into the courtyard, she gasped in awe, both at the beautyand the sheer size of the home. "It's magnificent..." She said softly. She meant it, too. Despite the obvious neglect, Belle could see the remarkable architecture and just imagined how it had once looked.