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Even Fairy Tales Don't End

There is a period of years in France's history that have been lost to us now in this century. Those years were some of the best years for the French, ruled by their beloved King William and Queen Belle. France and England were allies, and the economy was thriving. Most people would wonder why these years were lost, and that no one knows about them. There are no French textbooks that talk about the years King William was on the throne that survives to this day. There was something about those years that a certain order wanted to hide. The Order of Merlin consisted of several great sorcerers and magicians. They performed magic and miracles mysteriously, no living human knew about them. They all had vowed never to interfere with the ways of humans.

But one young witch did.

There was once a young witch of thirteen that had fallen in love with a young prince. She had taken to watching the Prince from afar, as he made his daily horseback ride. She found herself so enthralled with him after a year of watching that she devised a plan to meet him. Her father was the head of the Order of Merlin and he did not know of his daughter's secret obsession.

She used her arts to transform herself into an ugly hag. She felt sure that her beloved Prince would let an old woman into his castle. It would be a test, of how gentle and kind the Prince was. Then, after she was inside the castle she would reveal her real form. She was confident that the Prince would love her on first sight. The young witch was naïve and she had her heart set on the handsome Prince.

So one cold and rainy night she put her plan into action. She approached the castle door and knocked, disguised as an old woman. Much to her disappointment, it was not the Prince who answered. The butler said he'd ask the Prince. The Butler left, and came back. No, was the answer. Her beloved Prince was refusing to see her. She begged and the Butler went to ask again. While he was gone she conjured up a rose, a beautiful bright red rose, which she could offer as payment. She was thrilled when the Prince came to the door. He was even handsomer up close. She asked for a place to stay, offering the rose in return. He refused her, and called her names. The young witch was horrified and dumbstruck by how her perfect Prince was acting. And then her surprise turned to anger. He would treat an old woman like this; he would treat her like scum? Her anger at the prefect plan's failing made her become a young girl again. The Prince dropped to his knees and begged for mercy when he saw her beautiful, glowing form. The witch laughed in dismissal and placed a curse upon him, damning him to be a Beast till he found true love.

The sobbing witch fled the castle and back to the magic world, where she was reprimanded for what she had done. She had placed a curse on a human, even worse, a royal. She had broken her vow. Hurt and torn she faced the punishments. Knowing now that she was foolish to love the Prince without knowing his character; and feeling bad about the curse, she vowed to help the Prince break his enchantment. He would become a better person.

The witch grew up along with the Beastly prince and her heart never fully healed. It broke again when she watched the Prince fall in love with a peasant girl. But she always visited him in his dreams; where she tried to give him advice.

After the curse broke, she visited him one last time. He was kind to her and thanked her for everything. She was happy and the enchantress promised that she would always look after him, his children, and so on.

I think that this is why the period where King William ruled has been left out of books. The magic involved in the story is supposed to be a secret. To us, magic is myth; it is something of storybooks, fairy tales, and dreams. And I think that the wizards were perfectly fine with magic staying this way.

Of course, I know this because the story of Beauty and the Beast has been passed down from generation to generation in my family. Without magic, I probably wouldn't be alive.

I'm named after my great, great, great grandmother,

Belle Amber Bonchifet

Ahhhh, so sad. It's the last chapter. This was so much fun to write.

Thank you to every one who reviewed for this story! Maybe I'll do more with Beauty and the Beast, but I think I'm going to stick with Phantom of the Opera for now. Thanks everyone, please review and may the force be with you!

Hope of the Fairies