Belle walked into the room with Mrs. Potts at her heels. She was fretting over Belle as usual. Ever since the Master had returned to the human state he was nicer than ever. She wanted to make sure that nothing happened to their saviour. No longer was Mrs. Potts a teapot but she was flesh and blood.

"Mrs. Potts, I wonder if you could leave me alone for a moment. I want to take a bath in peace." Belle said kindly.

"Of course deary." Was Mrs. Potts reply, "I'll be right outside lovey."

"Yes, Mrs. Potts."

Later that day Belle was in the library when the Master walked in. He cleared his throat to get her attention. "Umm Belle, I was wondering if I could talk to you for a moment?" he asked politely. "Sure." Belle said, "What do you need?"

"Could we talk outside?"

"Sure, of course."

"Wear your cloak. It is snowing outside. If you want I can ask Mrs. Potts to fetch it for you."

"No need deary! I'm here!" called Mrs. Potts.

The Master shook his head and laughed.

Once outside the master took Belle into his arms and kissed her deeply full on the lips.

"What do you want to talk to me about?" a breathless Belle asked once the kiss was broken.

"Well, I was wondering if you enjoy living in the castle with everyone?" the master said in a low voice. He whispered "With me?" so low that Belle could not possibly have heard it. She did though and she smiled ever so slightly. "Now why would I like it here? I mean with somebody tailing me at every single minute of the day. I am lucky to even be able to bathe without someone in the room." Belle said. The Master hung his head low. Belle felt sorry for him. "My love," she said touching him on the shoulder, "I was only kidding." His mood lightened considerably. "So you really do like it here?" He asked sincerely. "How could I not!" Belle laughed, "I'm with you." This put a smile on the Master's lips. "Then would you consider being my wife?" He asked.

This stunned Belle. She was not expecting this. What was she to say? What did some one say in this situation? she wanted to spend the rest of her life with him and becoming his wife would allow just that but what would her father say? He would be happy for her that's what.

"Belle?" the master asked, uncertainly. "I understand if you do not want to. After all that I have put you through, I would not blame y…" Just then Belle interrupted him with a kiss that was meant to silence him. It was effective. He looked at her stunned. Usually it was he that initiated the kisses but this time she did. "La mia amore, la mia vita. My love, my life. Of course, I do want to be your wife. I want to be able to say that I belong to the best man in the entire world."

The reply earned her the most passionate kiss that he had treated her to yet.