Post by BELLE FRENCH on Aug 18, 2015 11:44:51 GMT
Well, It's just a cup
Heroism. Belle had read about heroics in her storybooks. She had read about great deeds and acts of selflessness by noble heroes of old. They would travel on wonderful adventures and see many magnificent things.
Belle sighed as she placed the large metal pot over the fire and waited for the water to boil. She had thought she had made the right choice by getting her father to call on the great wizard. Ever since her adventure in Arendelle she had come to realise there was more to life than her stories.
To actually be a hero you needed courage.
When the great wizard came to her fathers castle asking only for her, in return for the safety of her family and people, she took a deep breath and made her choice. It was the right thing to do in order to keep those she cared about safe. On the bright side she had managed to stop her engagement to Gaston. That was a blessing.
She was intrigued by Rumpelstiltskin who seemed so great and powerful, yet she had seen something else in him. Why was it exactly that he wanted her here with him? She pondered this as she lifted the heavy pot of bubbling water over to the counter and began pouring it into the china tea set she had found in the kitchen. Everyone needs someone in their lives, she thought, she was sure he needed someone too. His temper was enough to send anyone running, but Belle had promised herself to not let her fear get the better of her.
Placing the lid on the tea pot, she carefully lifted the tray to take Rumpelstiltskin his tea. The tray shook slightly as she walked, she would not let her fear over take her. She could be strong. She could be brave.
Firmly grasping the tray she entered the large dining room.
