Belle couldn't understand why her great-aunt hadn't been more sympathetic, she said as much to her Tiana. Each time she came home trying to forget about Gaston's pompous behavior, it irked her more that the only one who would listen to her were the staff members of Uberta's estate; and they were eager to listen to Belle question why Uberta was doing this to her.
"You know that's how life is for a lady of your status, you do realize?" Tiana pointed out, returning to wiping one of the mugs. “Why don't you ask your cousin for help? Be your bodyguard? He can drive men you're uncomfortable with away with just one look.”
Belle sighed and rubbed her face. Sometimes she couldn't believe Phoebus was even related to her – he was tall and strong with a shock of blonde hair that he had to trim to keep out of his face. He was the soldier to some archduke she never even heard of and more sociable, very different from Belle who was bored of just sitting there and