Chapter 7
Belle sat in the darkness for what felt like hours. Eventually, she found a spot in the corner, curled up and fell asleep.
“Young lady,” a voice said out of the darkness. “Excuse me, young lady.”
Belle opened her eyes in response. It was no longer as dark as it was. Lit candles lined the small corridor outside her jail cell illuminating a tall, thin, elegantly dressed man.
If Belle had to guess, she would’ve said that he was a manservant. The only thing that made him look unusual was his gold-plated mustache. Belle had never seen that before.
“Young lady, what is your name?”
“Belle,” she told him excited to see another human being.
“Yes, Belle. My name is Mr. Kandel. I’m here to show you to your room.”
“My room?”
“Of course. Did you really expect that we would allow our
