Why were you guys cursed with the Beast?
“We were in the wrong place at the wrong time. Magic is always unpredictable, and when that sorceress took it on herself to curse the master, I suspect the whole territory was caught in the crossfire. I never used to hear wolves howling at night! And the trees used to be full and green as they should be, not these twisted hunks of wood. Spells are dangerous, I’ve always said.”
“There’s no knowing the reasons of the fair folk, love. They do as they will. Though if you’re just asking for thoughts, I suppose she might’ve seen it as our punishment as well. After all, we ought’ve given a stranger hospitality just as much as the Prince should have.
“If you’ll forgive me saying so, the master… is not likely to break his curse without some help. And since you are already forgiving me, I’ll tell you that were I human when this great hairy creature was suddenly tearing through the castle, I would have run away! Wouldn’t you?”
“It’s no good of a story if it can’t get a happy ending. So! Here we are, meant to help it along.”
