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Beauty and the Beast (Kolath and Candira)

Lionel woke around noon and realized that he couldnâ??t leave because she still had his cloak. He sighed and just shook his head. He couldnâ??t believe that he had left it there, he knew why he didnâ??t but just hadnâ??t thought it all the way through. He went to his window and looked down into the garden. He blinked and smiled seeing Belle out there with several maids all working on the garden. The maids were in full cloak as normal but Belle had her skirts hitched up. He couldnâ??t believe how much of her he could see and just stood there enjoying the show his body telling him just how much he wanted her.

Finally the sun set and he was able to come out without her seeing him. he slowly made his way out into the garden and stood there watching her for some time before he coughed lightly. â??Mind if I join you?â?
 
Belle had been immersed in her work, hardly noticing the way the light changed. Finally, she heard him clearing his throat and jumped a little, spinning to face him with a spade shovel in her hand. "Oh, it's you," she said with a smile, a dirt-covered, gloved hand on her chest. "Good evening, your majesty. Of course, you're welcome to join me." She smiled and motioned to the gardening tools that had been left out for the moment--gloves, shovels, and rakes. She wondered how long he'd been standing there, watching her work, but she figured it couldn't have been that long. "I'm just finishing up weeding this flowerbed before I go inside, but if you'd like to work more I'm sure we can find some lights for the garden."

She set the shovel down and smiled, her hands clasping together again.
 
He smiled and nodded taking one of the hoes and a pair of gloves. â??I like to work at night it is so much more cooler then the day time. So if you are feeling up to it we can have one of the servants get us some lights, water, and food for a nice if somewhat informal picnic if you are willing?â? he smiled and started to work on the flower bed using the how to open the dirt up and mix in some of the weeds knowing that the weeds would die without sunlight and make for a richer soilâ?¦but at the same time you needed to pull most or it would poison the soil so he was coming behind her where she had already worked.
 
Belle smiled, glad to see that someone so noble was also so humble and willing to work. It warmed her heart a bit and nodded happily. "I'd love that. It sounds like fun." She gave him a bright smile before pulling a few more weeds and tossing them into a pail. Once that was finished, she looked up, watching him work the soil. "Have you done this before?" she asked, curious to learn more about the mysterious prince. She found herself wanting to know everything.
 
He laughed softly and looked over his shoulder at her as he continued through the planter. â??In my country a prince is required to live the life of his people for three years. I farmed for almost all that time. So yes I have done this before.â? He laughed and continued to work on the planters one of the guards coming out to check on him. the prince gave orders for food and light to be brought out so that they could continue to work throughout the night.
 
Belle smiled at him, enjoying the sound of his laughter. She remembered the strength of his arms last night and the way they'd felt as they held her, and now as she watched them move, she wished that they would hold her again. She caught herself and came back to reality. "Is that so? How interesting. Would you tell me more about yourself? I've always been so curious about your country and your leadership. We don't know much about you in the village. I'd love to learn more." She smiled and took hold of another weed, pulling hard and ripping up a rather extensive root system. "Oh, my. That's a big one." She put it in her little pail and then moved on to another weed, almost finished with this bed and the weeding process.
 
He laughed as she pulled up the root system already starting to sweat hard from the work he was doing. It was good honest sweat and it had been a long time since he had been able to do that. He pulled off his shirt tossing it over with the rest of the tools. â??What would you like to know? It is not much different than yours was before we came here. I have been meaning to introduce some things that I see our country being better at here, and some that I see better here over there.â? He paused and sighed, â??But unforeseen things have stopped that for now.â?
 
She blushed softly as she saw him remove his shirt, body shining a bit with sweat. He was incredibly handsome without a shirt, not that he wasn't with one. In fact both versions of him were attractive, but this...was a little more exciting. She cleared her throat and went back to work, the rosy tinge leaving her skin as she worked. "Well, that's just it. I don't know anything about your country. Is it much like ours? Is the land different? Do you do things differently there? Is the culture very different?" She was full of questions really, but it was so hard to just pick one...so they all came out at once. She remembered that he had said something about unforeseen things and frowned a little. "You seem so sad, your highness. Is there something on your mind? The unforeseen perhaps? Does it have anything to do with those creatures?"
 
The prince continued to work smiling at all her questions about his home country. He had been about to answer when she continued about the unforeseen. He stopped what he was doing and came over to her squatting down on the balls of his feet. He smiled and brushed his hand over her hair. â??You are a very intelligent woman Belle, but that is something you shouldnâ??t pursue too much. if the time comes I will tell you about it but right nowâ?¦it is best to leave it be. And yes the creatures are part of it.â? he went back to his hoe and continued to work till torches, food and water were brought out to them.
 
Belle blushed softly, staring into his eyes as he squatted down on her level and ran his fingers through her hair. But she listened carefully and nodded. "I understand," she said, once he finished. Though she didn't understand why it was happening, she understood her not wanting to be involved. She smiled at him softly and then let him go back to his work while she finished pulling the weeds she could. Once the light was brought out, and the food was set up not far from them, Belle stopped her work and took off her gloves, stretching, her short skirt flowing a bit more than usual in the wind. "You never did tell me about your country. I'd still like to learn." She smiled and poured him some water, handing him the glass before pouring for herself and taking a big gulp of it.
 
He smiled and took the glass of water taking a deep drink of it before he went and dumped the rest of it over his neck and hair. â??Mmm that feels good.â? He smiled and looked at her laughing a little knowing it must of looked weird. But he had worked up a good sweat working so far and the cool water felt good. â??Well what shall I tell you about it? As I already said there is not much difference between our lands just some of the customs. We also have developed more of a mechanical industry with mills and water power since there are many rivers and waterfalls in our land.â?
 
Belle watched him carefully, trying her best to not stare at him. His body looked powerful--the way she felt a king's should be. She felt her heart beat faster as he poured the water over himself. She blushed a little as he told her it felt good. Rather than stare and make a fool of herself she took another drink of water and poured him another glass. When he asked what more she'd like to know, she came back to her senses.

"Oh, please tell me about your customs. I'm very interested to learn about those kinds of things. I love to learn about people and places." She smiled, excited to learn more about the world around her.
 
He laughed softly as she seemed so eager to learn. It was just type of thing that Lionel like in his women. He blushed at the thought looking down a little as he blushed. He really shouldnâ??t be thinking of her as his woman at all since she would never accept him if she knew that he was the beast that had raped her. â??Well let me see where shall I begin. â?? He took the cup of water and sipped at it slowly as though it was a glass of fine wine not simply water. â??Well ours is a society of honor, once someone has gained our trust they are trusted completely and trust is of more value then gold to us. Many of our customs are around the sword and honor in combat in and in life. If you would like I could have some of the nobles and my guards put on a display of some of the traditions for you some time.â?
 
"I would love that! I've never been able to travel much, but I love to learn about the places around me. And what better way to learn than from the ruler of the country?" She beamed, giving him as much attention as she possibly could. Partly, this was because it was it was difficult not to focus on the attractive man before her. The man who had saved her from a terrible fate. She was forever in his debt. Whatever she could do for him, she most certainly would. It made sense to her that his was a culture based on honor in battle. She could easily see him placing trust in those he chose to accept. But that left her to wonder once more...why had he trusted her. So she asked, as sweetly as she could. "Trust is more valuable than gold....so do you trust me? I haven't done much to earn it," she said with a little chuckle.
 
He smiled at her question, â??I think you have misunderstood something. We are a very trusting people and you donâ??t have to do anything to earn it till you prove you are not trustworthy. The only exceptions are traveling merchants. Just being one makes you untrustworthy.â? He smirked since he was only partially joking, referring to the merchants known as snake oil salesmen, those that only were trying to make a quick profit without having to work at it. â??So shall we get back to work?â?
 
She laughed and set the water down. "I suppose that's fair enough. Thank you for telling me about your country, your majesty. It's so nice to know about other places." That said the pretty courtier smoothed out her shortened skirts and walked over to another patch, putting her gloves back on. "Back to work it is," she said with a smile. "Try not to strain yourself though. It's hard to recover if you push yourself too hard after not doing this in a while." That said, she walked to the back of the patch and bent over to start pulling weeds, crouching after a few moments. Still, if he wanted it, the prince had quite a lovely view of her legs as she kept working diligently for him.
 
He stood there for a moment more and enjoyed the view for a that moment growling softly that only he could hear. He turned back to his work starting on the next flower bed that she had finished and working the soil. They continued to work for some time till later into the night and the prince stopped to get them both some water. Bringing the water over to her just as he was about to hand it to her he tripped on a root the water spilling over both of them and he landed on top of her bracing himself with his arms to stop from hurting her. â??Iâ??m so sorry Belle are you ok?â? he asked his face just inches from hers.
 
Belle managed to work rather quickly on the new flower bed, weeding it satisfactorily in the time it took the Prince to till the other bed she'd worked on. After more exhilarating work, she sat down to take a break. With a smile she waited for the water he'd decided to bring to her. She'd just removed her gloves when the prince tripped over a root and the water went flying while she broke his fall. A little shocked sound escaped her as he fell on top of her. She was on her back in just a moment, her upper body soaked and resting in dirt as she looked up at him. She blushed, feeling him pressed against her, his naked torso just above her. His lips were so close, and she wanted so badly to feel them against hers for a moment that she wondered how the thought had entered her head in the first place. His words called her back to reality and she blushed deeply. "Y-yes, I'm alright. Are you?" she asked, looking up at him with her sweet eyes.
 
He looked down at her for the first moment realizing how close they were. His hand came up and brushed over her cheek lightly looking into her eyes. His thumb traced over her lips lightly as he stayed there kneeling over her his kneels slightly between her legs and his chest pressed against hers. All he wanted to do was lean in and kiss he lightly just once, what could it hurt. He slowly started to lean in closer the inches between their lips slowly disappearing. â??Iâ??m fine,â? he whispered as his lips were almost brushing hers.
 
At that very moment, Isabelle felt her pulse quicken, her entire body frozen as the most amazing man she'd ever had the honor of meeting contemplated the possible ramifications of a single kiss. She stared into his eyes, aware that every second they were drawing nearer. The feel of his thumb against her soft lips made her shiver, though that could also have been from the night air coming through her now wet dress. Belle wanted him to kiss her. She wanted him to hold her like he had held her last night. She wasn't entirely sure that that was all she wanted to feel. Her heart beat faster and she was slowly closing her eyes when a servant walked by and gasped, rushing over to see if they were alright.

Simultaneously disappointed and relieved, she blushed again and explained what had happened, asking for a towel of some sort. She smiled softly at him, feeling a mix of emotions, and hoping that he felt the same way. At least a little.
 
The prince quickly rolled off of Belle letting her up at the same time wanting to tell the maid to go away and let them continued what they were doing. It was a good thing that he didnâ??t because he then noticed the time. It was getting late into the night almost starting onto morning and he would have missed it had they continued what they had started. he stood slowly pulling his shirt on and clearing his throat. â??Thank you for the lovely evening working in the Garden Belleâ?¦I hope we can do it again sometime soon.â? he quickly left before his desire to take her back to her room won out over his common sense.
 
"You're welcome," she said softly, blushing a bit. "Oh, a-alright. Good night, your majesty." And with that, her heart sank again as he walked off, stiff as a statue, covering himself again. She frowned a bit and stared after him while the maid collected the cups. No one else had ever made her heart flutter the way he had. No one else had ever been so close to her...And she blushed as she realization that she'd wanted him to be much closer hit her. She only hoped that she hadn't offended him somehow. He looked rather....put off when he left. And he left so suddenly.

Her thoughts were dragged back to the present as the maid began to fuss over her and Belle smiled. "It's alright. I'll go back to my room now and take a bath and sleep." She took some food from the cart on her way and left the maid to clean up. She called someone to help her draw a bath and she stood before the window once more, looking out at the stars as she began to remove her clothes, unaware of the fact that someone could be watching her.
 
Lionel hurried to her room before her grabbing his cloak from it so that he wasnâ??t closed up in his room all of tomorrow too. He was quick and so was able to be in and out before she came back. He did stop at the window again and stand there watching her undress and head for the bath. It was all he could do not to rush down there and make love to her right now. He sighed deeply watching her even from this distance he could make out all her womanly beauty. He sighed and turned away before heading back to his room dropping down onto the bed and laying there thinking about her trying at the same time to make his rock hard cock soften.
 
Belle sighed softly and got into the hot water, resting as she sat there. She thought only of him as she bathed, letting the maids help her since she was so distracted. The prince had been so kind to her, and he had opened up to her about his country. He'd told her he trusted her. She'd seen him without his shirt, an image that made her blush deeply. When she was asked about it, she shook her head and said that the water was a bit too warm. The maids apologized and hurried so that she was soon finished. They arranged her hair nicely so that it would curl again and then helped her dry off and slip into a nightgown. Then she was tucked in and left with her thoughts of the most attractive, heroic man she'd ever had the honor to meet. Her prince, who'd come so close...so close to kissing her.

She dreamt only of him that night. Of him holding her close, brushing his hand across her soft skin and tucking her soft hair behind an ear. This time, however, their lips met in an utterly passionate kiss. Unfortunately, just as he was carrying her away, she woke up to the sunlight pouring through her window. A maid came in at that moment as well.

"Ah, lady Belle. Your father has returned. He has requested to see you. Will you go to him?"

Belle sat up and threw off her blankets. "Of course! Quickly, help me to get dressed."

With that, she slipped into one of the queen's gowns that made Belle look ravishing. Her hair was arranged like the day she'd gone to court, and then she ran to meet her father. He threw open his arms and pulled her close in a hug. "Ah, my daughter! I'm so happy to see you again. I was only able to bring about half of our possessions along. I'll have to go back for the rest, but I brought your clothes and your things. My, but you look beautiful my darling. Your mother would be so proud." He smiled and let his heart fill as he saw her standing there, looking like a queen.

"Unfortunately my dear, I need to sleep for awhile. I can only stay for tonight before I must go back."

"I'm glad to see you again, daddy. I missed you while you were gone. I can't wait until you're back for good so I can share everything with you."

Nel smiled at his daughter and chuckled. "Neither can I, my dear. Now, to bed with me. Good night, my darling girl." And then he was off to a room, being led by a servant.

Belle watched after him and then had the boxes with her things taken to her room. She unpacked her dresses and the things she'd used to do her hair and kept them separate from the things that had belonged to the queen. In the meanwhile, she had someone help her change and she put on a short dress of hers to go out into the garden and work again.
 
Prince Lionel had welcomed her father before the man noticing the change that seemed to have come over the prince but not commenting on it with his daughter. Lionel worked on matters of state till the sun went down before going out into the garden without his cloak since he was once again a man. â??Good evening Belle out here alone again I see. Mind if I help you again tonight?â? he was a little worried that she wouldnâ??t want him to considering what had happened last night.
 
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