Belle's Point Of View*
We arrived at Dad's mansion, and many people congratulated us. Today I was acting as my beloved husband's assistant. It's an easy-peasy role.
He approached us, and they both shook hands. Dad already knows all the plans, so he'll just act because he doesn't want to make me angry, and he'll just get along with my trip. Peace of cake.
"Welcome to the Hughes Mansion, come in."
"Thank you, your grace."
I walked and I was amazed while looking around. My gosh! The whole mansion is beautiful.
Suddenly, my face hit my husband's back because he had stopped walking.
"Oh, why are you stopping walking?" I said it with a whispered tone.
"You're drooling."
My eyes widened, and I wiped my saliva, and there it was! I really didn't notice.
"I'm sorry."
"Oh my, you have gues
