“It’s not that I don’t want to tell you” Belle explained “it’s just hard to believe sometimes.” Every time Belle thought of how she came to live in the castle she couldn’t help but smile. She looked even dreamy. It had been a wonderful story. “I live in a castle now.” She couldn’t decide if she should tell him she was a princess. She didn’t think he would believe her.

If he did believe her, he might have started to act different. She didn’t want that either. But she hadn’t intended on lying to anyone. She wasn’t sure if she should have elaborated more. She didn’t know Subaru. But it hadn’t looked like he would hurt her. “It’s beautiful there. The library is enormous. There are so many books, it’s simply amazing” It had occurred to her that he didn’t want to hear about books, he might be bored by that topic. “There are a lot of rooms of course, with a lot of artwork on the walls. You could just stare at some of them all day”

She wasn’t describing it as well as she could have. But she wasn’t entirely sure of how much he had actually listened to her talk. There wasn’t much point in going on about it if he had only been pretending to care. It was so hard to tell.