It felt like a servant's room in the castle. It was small, decrepit...the few pieces of furniture were already falling over. A far cry from the opulence Beast had been used to...but it was probably the only place in the city a monster like him would be able to stay.

"It's...not bad," he lied, horribly. His true opinion showed clear as day on his face, the retracted jaw, the furrowed brow, the flared nostrils; everything was only enhanced by his bestial features.