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Christmas morning dawned bright and early. The winter months spent in the guest tower would have been freezing if not for some of Merlin’s enchanted fire, which made the place feel almost like their cottage in the country. Nevertheless it wasn’t exactly the same and Belle found herself missing their old home pagina terribly. Still, she did her best to be cheerful and woke up early on Christmas morning to gather her presents for Merlin, Archimedes and Arthur from the romp, kofferbak under her bed where she had hidden them.

“Happy Christmas, Uncle Merlin!” she smiled, brightly when he was awake. “Happy...

Ten years had passed since the death of her parents but Belle woke up each dag missing them. As a child she had filled her room with drawings of her parents, “so I don’t forget what they look like,” she had explained to Frollo. As she got older, however, she learned to sketch and was able to replicate a photograph she could remember from their house, of her parents on their wedding day. She had hung it on the opposite uithangbord from her bed so that whenever she woke up she could see them smiling down at her and it always made her feel better.

Frollo had still maintained the role of her guardianship,...