Belle was confused, most definitely, and also slightly hurt. Why wouldn't Vadim go with her? Had she done something wrong?

She shook the thought from her head. Of course not. He is a prince, after all. He probably just had very important work to do. She strengthened herself with that idea, and headed up to her room, in the opposite direction of Vadim. In her room, she changed out of her dress, into sleepclothes, and crawled into her bed after picking a book off the shelf. With the sun getting steadily lower in the sky, she figured she ought to get a bit of reading in while she had the light to do so.