[Beauty and the Beast] Rose Castle

I glanced at the clock in the bedroom, it was not yet six o'clock, did Lambert turn into a beast early again?

Turning over and getting out of bed, I wanted to see what was going on, but I was afraid of disturbing their good business.In case Ophelia is using tenderness and kindness to influence Beast Lambert, wouldn't it be embarrassing for me to appear rashly.

Thinking of this, I walked to the terrace, holding on to the railing with both hands, and planned to wait until the movement downstairs was quieter before going to have a look.The sky above the castle was always covered with thick gray clouds, and the lightning was pale shark fins, cutting through the dark fog from time to time.The mountains and villages in the distance are bathed in the purple sunset glow.This is the most magnificent and luxurious place in the world, but it is a cursed land that never sees the light of day.

I thought the screaming would disappear soon, but a few minutes passed, and the screaming downstairs became more and more tragic:

"Help—help! Who will save me... Your Highness, Your Highness! Help me! Don't come here, go away, go away!"

Why is this reaction?

Could it be that Lambert did not turn into a beast, but that other beasts broke into the castle?

There is this possibility.If it was the python I ran into last time, it would not be surprising that Ophelia would have reacted like this.

Damn it, I left Ophelia alone in the castle hall when the python broke into the castle.Put on tight boots to make sure the chain doesn't fall off later.I wanted to use a stick to defend myself, but after searching for a long time, I couldn't find a wooden stick. In the end, I had to repeat the same trick, dig out the pannier in the closet, break it, and tie it with a rope to form a bundle of strong sticks.After all this was done, I opened the door, rushed out and shouted, "Don't be afraid, Ophelia! I'm coming!"

I was stunned by what I saw: no pythons, no beasts, just an unrecognizable monster on the marble floor of the castle.It's Lambert.His pupils were scarlet, the clothes on his body were almost torn, his finger bones were bent strangely, his limbs became no different from lizards again, and black scales crawled all over his skin at a speed visible to the naked eye.Even I was taken aback by his appearance, let alone his beastly Ophelia for the first time.

"Miss Rosalind..." At this time, she still insisted on calling me by my full name. Sometimes this girl is very smart, but sometimes she is very dull, "Although I really hope you can save me, but this... this thing , obviously it’s not something you can deal with! You go to the second floor and call His Highness up, I called out a lot just now, but he didn’t respond, he probably fell asleep!”

I stood where I was, neither going nor not going.Some couldn't bear to tell her that in her heart, His Highness who would come to save her was the monster in front of her.

After only two seconds of hesitation, Lambert teleported to Ophelia.She fell to the ground, covering her cheeks with her hands, and tears of fear leaked between her fingers.After turning into a beast, Lambert's figure became abnormally tall, his legs grew abnormally. Originally, he was only a head taller than Ophelia, but now, Ophelia couldn't even reach the height of his chest.

He looked at her condescendingly, without a trace of rational emotion in his eyes, only the most primitive hunting desire, like a jackal looking at a goat, or a cheetah looking at an elk.

Probably out of fear to a certain extent, she finally thought of resisting, Ophelia stepped back, picked up the gadgets around her, and threw them heavily at Lambert: "Don't come, don't come! You ugly monster! My brother is the most valiant knight in the northern kingdom... If you dare to touch me, my brother will pull out your tendons and make you into a tapestry to hang on the wall!"

Spoons, forks, candlesticks, vases... were hit on Lambert's body one by one, but his expression didn't change.

Seeing that there was no way out, Ophelia leaned her back against the wall, her face revealing her will to die: "Ugly monster... Even if I, Ophelia Desa Lancaster, were to die, I would not Let you humiliate me." She pulled out a gem-studded dagger and pointed it at her throat, "Miss Rosalind, people have their own desires, no matter what your reason is, you dare not ask His Highness to deal with it." This monster, I can forgive you... But please make sure to grant me one last wish, send me back to the territory of the Northland, and I will be buried in the tomb of the Lancaster family. Tell my family, I am dead The time is complete, not a single hair was hurt by this monster!"

I didn't expect her to beg for death, so I quickly shouted: "Wait!" Ophelia held the dagger and looked at me with some doubts.

I couldn't explain it clearly in one or two sentences, and because Lambert had already walked to her side, I ran downstairs as fast as I could in my life, and threw the pannier in my hand: "Look at me!"

The pannier hit the back of his head and fell to the ground with a "bang".Lambert turned his head slowly, his scarlet eyes stared at me coldly, his pupils shrunk into needles, and looked from a distance as if there were no pupils, no wonder Ophelia was so scared.His originally thin and three-dimensional face turned into a triangular snake head, and he could no longer see his tall nose bridge and beautiful lips... He became like this, no wonder Ophelia couldn't recognize him.However, I can't blame her. If I didn't know the reason in advance, I probably wouldn't recognize it.

I don't know if he still has the memory of the animal transformation...

"Come here." I slowed down, "Come to my side."

Ophelia looked at me in shock: "Miss Rosalind, why are you so gentle with a monster?"

I didn't know how to answer, so after hesitating for a while, I decided to tell her the truth: "He...is not a monster, but Lambert after he turned into a beast."

Ophelia opened her mouth slightly and looked at Lambert in disbelief.Tears instantly filled her sky-blue eyes, and she was as sad as the lonely autumn sky: "No wonder you stood still just now, I thought you didn't want to save me...it turns out that's the case."

I shook my head silently.

She wiped her tears and murmured, "Your Highness...how could it be like this? I'm still waiting for him to be crowned king." She looked sadly at Lambert's back, "He should have been wearing the most solemn White robes, wearing a crown, accepting the worship of courtiers and common people, instead of living like this... like him," her voice became smaller and smaller, "it would be better to die."

I always thought that Ophelia was kind, and she was indeed kind. Even at the moment of life and death, I mistakenly thought that I didn't want to save her, and I could forgive her tolerantly. However, she was so kind, but felt that Lambert who had become a beast Shouldn't be alive.

Perhaps for nobles, it is better to die with dignity than to live in embarrassment.This should also be the reason why she had the will to die just now.

But I can't understand this kind of thinking. Lambert's animalization is temporary. If she really likes Lambert, shouldn't she sympathize with his experience and stay in the castle to find a way to break the curse and help him restore his original appearance?

I didn't have a chance to ask this because Lambert had come before me.His lips were thin and beautiful, but now they were flat and ugly like a snake.If he kisses me like that, I'm afraid I'll be terrified too.Fortunately, he had no intention of asking for a kiss, he just stared at me coldly, as long as I moved a little, his throat would growl, showing his white teeth in protest.

It's tricky, I don't know if he remembers me.If you don't remember me, if you rush to comfort him with a kiss, you will probably be scratched to death by his paw.

…If I had known today, I would have gone to the circus animal trainer to learn how to do it.

I swallowed, and stretched out a hand tentatively: "Lambert..."

If I stretched out my hand like this before, he would definitely not have any reaction, but today he is extremely irritable, before his fingers reach his line of sight, he squints his eyes, grits his teeth and growls, his breath is burning hot Flame, sprayed on my fingertips.It's too hot.I couldn't help but retract my hand.

Why did his situation get so bad all of a sudden?

Is it because of Ophelia's fear, or because... I gave up on him?

The weather above the castle seems to be related to his mood. At this moment, he is surrounded by gloom and anger, the gray clouds in the sky almost hang down to the ground, lightning flashes, thunder rolls, and the heavy rain is like thousands of drumsticks. , striking fiercely at the top of the castle tower, stained glass windows.In many cases, the quality of the weather directly determines people's mood.Listening to the sound of the torrential rain, my mood gradually became restless.

Ophelia's voice sounded amidst the rain: "Miss Rosalind! Don't get so close to Your Highness, it's dangerous... He is no longer the Highness we know!"

His nature, knowledge, and demeanor are still there, but they are covered up by instinct and a beastly appearance. As long as the curse is broken, he can return to his original self.Why do you say he is no longer Lambert?

I became more and more anxious, took a deep breath, and tried to reach out again: "Lambert, can you hear me?"

This time, he didn't overreact, and even stretched out the snake letter and touched my finger.There is a feeling of being burned by fire.I endured the tingling pain of my fingertips, and wanted to caress his face and appease his violent emotions, but before I touched his skin, he suddenly clasped my neck with one hand and slammed me Press down on the ground.

He seemed to have really turned into a beast, and lost all his previous memories. His eyes narrowed fiercely at times, and turned slyly at times, as if he was thinking about what to do with me.

At this time, I saw Ophelia approaching from behind with a dagger raised high.She wants to save me.This girl is a good person, but her thinking is too rigid.I shook my head and waved at her with all my strength, motioning her to go away.

My actions did not stop Ophelia, but aroused Lambert's curiosity.He clasped my wrists with the other hand, his nose moved slightly, sniffing the smell of my fingers.His palms were cold, but his breath was like boiling water, which made me clenched my fists.As the cold light of the dagger in Ophelia's hand got closer, he lost interest in my fingers and shifted his gaze to my lips.

The next picture, just thinking about it, is terrifying and curious enough: in the dark night of the torrential rain, in the dark and gloomy old castle, a monster with a head like a snake, hands like a lizard, and covered with black scales is holding a human The woman's neck, clutching her wrists, leaned over and kissed her.Behind them, a beautiful woman wearing a blue plume and a beautiful dress took two steps back, threw away the dagger in her hand, and covered her mouth in disbelief.

……

After the kiss was over, Lambert rolled his scarlet eyes, and obvious joy appeared on his ugly face.