The King - The Widower (Closed)

Leon sat quietly, listening to Belle’s words with a subtle smile tugging at the corner of his lips. She spoke with such ease about everything—planning the ball, sending out invitations, even taking initiative with her dress. There was a calm confidence in her that both impressed and comforted him. She knew what needed to be done and was already moving forward without hesitation. It reminded him of why he admired her so much—not just for her heart, but for her strength, her ability to take control and make things happen.

He glanced down at her hand resting on his, her touch grounding him in the present. It was strange how, only a short while ago, he had lived in a state of isolation, guarding his heart and keeping everyone at arm’s length. Yet here she was, effortlessly breaking through those walls and making him feel like they could truly build something together. The ball was just the beginning, but it symbolized so much more. It was the merging of their worlds, the first step toward a future they were both ready to face.

The thought of his family lingered in his mind as she mentioned the invitations. He hadn’t seen some of them in years, and the prospect of bringing everyone together stirred a mix of emotions. He knew not all of them would welcome Belle with open arms, especially given her background. Some of the nobles would see her as nothing more than a commoner, unfit to stand by his side. But he didn’t care. He had made his choice, and he was ready to defend it, no matter what they thought.

Her playful remark about gaining a few pounds from her cooking pulled him back from his thoughts, and he chuckled softly. "I’ll gladly take that risk," he said, squeezing her hand gently. "Besides, I wouldn’t mind indulging a little more if it means having meals like this with you."

Leon’s gaze lingered on her for a moment, the warmth between them deepening. He felt the weight of her words when she mentioned marriage again, the way she hinted at knowing the answer to a question he hadn’t yet asked. He could see it in her eyes—the readiness, the quiet confidence that she was already committed, body and soul. And in truth, so was he.

But he wasn’t in a rush. He wanted the moment to be right, not just for her, but for them. It wasn’t about grand gestures or perfect timing. It was about making sure that when he asked, it wasn’t just about securing a future together—it was about promising her everything. Everything she deserved, and everything he was still learning to give.

"You already know the answer, Belle," Leon said, his voice low, but steady. "When the time comes, I’ll ask you. But not because it’s expected or because we’re supposed to. I’ll ask because it’s right—because it’s the moment where nothing else matters but you and me." His gaze softened, his thumb brushing lightly over her hand. "And when I do, I know your answer, but I want it to be something we feel deep in our bones. Something that binds us in a way no one else can touch."

As the words hung between them, Leon felt a deep sense of contentment settle over him. Whatever challenges lay ahead, they would face them together. For now, though, he was grateful for the quiet moments, for the closeness they shared in the simplicity of an evening meal and the unspoken promises between them.
 
Belle smiled it seemed like she was in a rush, but she was not because she knew that day would come, and she was willing to wait for when he was ready for it. Committing yourself with someone, especially like what he has been through, married once already.


She knew it had to be the right time and with what happened to Juliet she knew she had to make it a perfect time to go over why she never truly gave up on him. His cousin him making him into a true monster that night.

But nothing was going to stop Belle from loving him, not even family members that do not like her. All she cares about is what Leon thinks, she is the one she wants to spend her life with, not anyone else.

“I am currently writing up the song and trying to get the tune to it perfect, I will only give you one hint about it, because even you will be surprised. I know you well enough to know what will shock you and those who do not know me, know us know our combined strengths and our strong mind”

Belle said with a big smile on her face, enjoying the food before them feeling him hang on every word she had, she could tell he was waiting eagerly to know more about what it was, she was trying to word it right.

“It is called Phoenix about being turned into something but coming out of the ashes of a ruined life and becoming something else with the help of another. A song about an inner war that has come from your mind but has come to pull you down in reality, about making it out alive battling the monster within”

Belle believed it was enough and hoped it made sense to him “Basically is about rebirth” She added because he was re-made into the man that stood before her now. A man that was a beast but has shed that life, her hand leaving his hand and going to his cheek. She had tears in her eyes.

“I am only glad I could take away some of what was hurting you physically, you had no idea how hard it was to watch you limp, with so much pain. It was then I knew what I would try to do, I just needed to find the right time to do what needed to be done” He still limped but it was nothing like it used to be.
 
Leon listened to Belle with an intensity he didn’t often show. She spoke with such passion about the song she was crafting, and as she described it, he felt a stirring in his chest. The symbolism of the phoenix, rising from the ashes, struck a deep chord within him. It was as if she had reached into the very core of his being and captured the essence of his journey—the pain, the transformation, the struggle to rebuild himself from the ruins of his past.

He thought back to the night his cousin had betrayed him, the night he had become the monster everyone feared. It wasn’t just the physical scars he bore, but the emotional ones that had nearly consumed him. He had lived in that darkness for so long, convinced that there was no way out, no redemption for someone like him. But Belle had seen beyond the beast. She had seen the man inside, the one he had almost forgotten existed.

As she spoke of the song, of his rebirth, Leon felt an overwhelming sense of gratitude. Belle had been there for him in ways no one else had. She had given him the strength to heal, to face the demons that still clawed at him. And though he knew he wasn’t fully healed—there were still shadows in his mind, still moments where the past crept up on him—he was no longer lost in that darkness. He had her to thank for that.

Her words about watching him suffer, about knowing when to step in and help, moved him in ways he wasn’t prepared for. He had always prided himself on being strong, on carrying his burdens alone. But Belle had seen through that façade. She had understood the pain he hid, the weight of it, and she had helped him when he couldn’t help himself.

Leon felt her hand leave his and brush against his cheek, her touch soft and filled with an emotion that mirrored his own. He saw the tears in her eyes and felt a lump form in his throat. It wasn’t often that he allowed himself to be vulnerable, but in this moment, with her, he didn’t need to hide.

“Belle,” he began, his voice low and rough with emotion. “You’ve done more for me than I ever thought possible. I didn’t think anyone could reach me, not after everything that happened. But you—” He paused, struggling to find the right words. “You brought me back. You helped me become something more than the man I was.”

He took a breath, his hand covering hers on his cheek, holding it there as if to anchor himself in the present, in the reality that she had helped him shape. “I still have battles to fight, with the past, with myself. But I’m not fighting them alone anymore. You’ve shown me that. And for that, I’ll always be grateful.”

Leon’s gaze softened as he looked into her eyes, seeing the love and devotion reflected there. He wasn’t the man he used to be—broken, angry, lost. He was rebuilding, piece by piece, and Belle was the reason why.

"You saved me," he said quietly, his thumb brushing the back of her hand. "And I won’t ever forget that."

The silence between them was comfortable, filled with the weight of everything unspoken, yet understood. Leon knew that whatever the future held, they would face it together. For the first time in a long time, he wasn’t afraid of what was to come. He had Belle, and that was enough.
 
At first Belle did not believe in fate, because she always believed that you make your destiny, but fate put her here. Belle remembered why she was even in his castle in the first place. It was to pay off her father's debt, her father worked for Leon, he took the goods from the kingdom to sell overseas, sadly he hit a hurricane that took the massive load into the sea but did not take the ship or its crew.

At that time Leon was the monster he no longer was, he gave her father a choice. Either give him, his ship or he wanted one of his daughters to be a servant to work off her father's bad fortune. Her father was more than willing to get rid of his ship, but the problem was her sister, the man who was courting her needed a way of earning money. He worked with her father.

He had a title but no money and wanted to be sure he had money to take care of her sister, Belle did not have anyone, but her sister did. What she decided was simple, she would do anything for her sister. Her father refused but thankfully Belle was a woman who made up her own mind and was no longer a child. Her father was angry with Belle for several months, until she wrote her father to tell her what was going on.

Hearing what Leon said she could not help but smile hearing his words “I never thought I would fall in love with you, I never thought I could with how you were. I never believed in fate; I have always been open minded but never believed in fate. Until I met you. Only reason I am here is because of my father, since he lost all your goods. To pay you back it was either give over his ship to you or a daughter.

At that time, it was an easy decision my sister had someone, and I did not so here I am. Watching you for about a year, though I must admit I never understood why you did not treat me like the others. Sure, you yelled at me, but you were not relentless like you were with everyone else. That is some of the reason I felt bad with what happened to you, I have seen things I should not have seen, but glad I did.”

Belle softly sighed a little bit looking at Leon “So with everything that has happened, I now believe in fate. And I will always be beyond grateful for it, funny thing is you tell me you do not deserve me. I for a time thought the same way, I never thought I deserved you. We are a lot more a like then I realized.” Belle said with a grin on her face, but was grateful, she pressed her forehead against his.

“Whatever the reason I am only glad I am here regardless of the reason” Belle said enjoying the closeness of the man before her. Closing her eyes she thought of what they would have in time, she saw them married and having at least one child with him. She knew she was his only chance to give him a hire, something she wanted as much as being married to him, but she was more than happy to wait.
 
As Belle spoke of fate, destiny, and their past, Leon felt a rush of memories, emotions, and regrets. He remembered all too well the man he had been when Belle first arrived at the castle—angry, ruthless, cold. He had been a tyrant to those who served him, driven by bitterness and the wounds of his past. Yet, for reasons he didn’t understand at the time, he couldn’t bring himself to treat Belle with the same cruelty. There had been something in her, a strength and kindness that had intrigued him, even as he tried to push her away.
Her words brought everything back into focus—the choice she made for her family, the way she endured his rage without ever losing herself. She had come into his life by chance, or by fate, as she now believed, and had slowly unraveled the beast inside him. He hadn’t deserved her then, and in many ways, he still didn’t feel like he deserved her now. But as she pressed her forehead against his, he knew one thing for certain: he couldn’t imagine his life without her.
The ball was approaching, a grand event that had once filled him with dread, but now it held a different meaning. It would mark the beginning of a new chapter in their lives—a moment where they would stand together, no longer bound by the darkness of the past, but stepping into a future they would build side by side.
Leon had thought long and hard about the proposal. He wanted it to be perfect, not just for Belle, but for both of them. It wasn’t simply about asking her to marry him; it was about showing her that he was ready, that he had grown into the man she deserved. The ball would be the perfect time—a celebration not just of the kingdom, but of their bond, of everything they had overcome together.
In the weeks leading up to the ball, Leon spent every moment preparing. He wrote letters to his family, ensuring that everyone who mattered would be there. He oversaw the final touches of the grand hall, making sure it would be an event worthy of Belle’s grace and strength. And, most importantly, he had the ring crafted—a symbol of everything they had been through. It wasn’t just a piece of jewelry; it was a reminder of the transformation they had both undergone, of the beauty that had come from the ashes of their former lives.
The night of the ball arrived sooner than he expected. As he stood in his chambers, dressed in his finest attire, Leon felt a nervous energy he hadn’t experienced in years. He had faced wars, political unrest, and personal demons, but nothing felt as monumental as what he was about to do. Tonight, he would ask Belle to marry him, not as a king demanding loyalty, but as a man offering his heart.
 
Taking another bite of the rabbit, it was incredible how good she was, being a good cook, she wanted to be good in everything. So, she could be everything he needs her to be. Because he already was everything, she needed him to be. It was amazing how lovely it was to be with Leon. It did not matter what they end up doing together, because she loved him.

He meant the world to her, and this was a wonderful night like usual, there was only about three more weeks before the ball and most of everything was done, she was glad to have this time with her, it was incredible how much she could love him. She had no idea she could love so openly, love so hard. She began to wonder how wonderful it will be to be with him in bed, to truly feel what he has been holding back.

“I never thought I could love so openly, so hard” Belle said softy, how she said it as gentle as a bird. Her skin against her own it was impressive just how much her heart was open for the possibility of all sorts of things. She did not know what the future held for them, but she was not worried about it. "Where ever you go, I go. Where ever you ride I will ride."

Belle looked down and closed her eyes for a moment “You are the only man I have ever loved, only man I will ever love.” Her eyes opened stroking his cheek “At least we will have much time to do things together with. We will have this place to raise, even raise a child or two, I want to give you everything you have been denied for any reason” Belle said in a matter of fact kind of way.

With the ball approaching she was spending a lot of time with that, but they had evenings together, she knew someday very soon they would share a kingdom, share a bed and share the responsibility of being a queen to a kingdom that needed a lot of help, but she was up for the challenge, she knew that deep down and had known that for a while now.

Belle knew it was getting late she just wished they were sharing a bed now, just so they did not have to part every night. But her love for him was strong enough to out last anyone or anything. That night was perfect and the weeks leading up to the ball were perfect, she worked hard for it preparing everything and everything, the dress she picked out perfect.

~~~Night Of The Ball~~~

Belle had waited for this moment for a good month because they were being divided between the rich and the poor and this night would stop it, at least she hoped. Belle had borrowed some items from Leon without him knowing she asked the butler to pick something he would not mind her taking since the relationship between his butler was an exceedingly kind one.

They had practiced for weeks and got the things needed, there were many volunteers mostly people who were young and fast, children she trusted. It was going to be trick of the mind accept what she was going to wear, she practiced and watched how the prince walked, how he moved it was important.

She had a couple of servants help her put over Leon’s clothing over her dress, everything was made special for this, and she put her hair back in a way it looked like she had short hair like him. Then she put on the mask he had given her in and looked like him, she even borrowed his walking cane he used to have to use it, it was black with a wolf’s head where you would hold it.

Someone knocked and had told Leon the night before he would see her in a couple of hours, when the ball was to start, this was a surprise she had everyone’s help with. She wore his boots everything and his cape was a bitch to walk in, but she had this outfit a while to practice in, she told the head mistress to talk to Leon and to do it now, because now.

~~~~It was show time~~~

His head servant went up and smiled at him “Get ready my king the show is about to start, whatever you see has been staged a lot has gone into this, to honor you, your family but also everyone in this room tonight, and she did borrow a few items from you as well, if it looks like she is hurt don’t rush to her okay? It is an illusion. She told me you have a bond with her so if she were truly hurt you would know” Saying what she was told to say she gave Leon a nod and took off to take her place.

Soon the double doors opened and a man (Or what looked like a man stood before them, people gasped) Which made the figure smile more. The way this person walked and then stopped the walking stick between her legs as she spread them very manly. It was then lights went right on her and it looked like Leon, with a mask and everything.

“This is a story how we became what we have become now, for this is our story” It sounded so much like him it was crazy, she raised the cane over her head and the music began to play as she twirled his walking stick in her fingers as she began to sing.

Phoenix

What are you willing to lose?
You cover your wounds, but underneath them
A million voices in your head that whisper, "Stop now"

Another twist of the knife, the turn of the screws
It's all in your mind and it's fighting you
Arm yourself, a storm is coming
Well, kid ?


What you gonna do now?

As Belle got down on a knee singing still as someone quickly took the cape, and she nodded at them, as she kept going with her song and got up on her feet right at the right beat.

It's your reflection looking back to pull you down

Belle shot up on both legs in an amazing way as she kept up on the beat with the next line of the song.

So are you gonna die today or make it out alive?
You gotta conquer the monster in your head
And then you'll fly
Fly, phoenix, fly


It's time for a new empire
Go and bury your demons, then tear down the ceiling
Phoenix, fly

And now you're playing with matches
Come out of the ashes underneath you

A million voices in the crowd they're screaming, "Stop now"


She was helped up to the table since there was no food on it and locked her eyes on Leon’s the whole time, but soon a as she last sang at a certain point a black mist started to form around the table, but she kept singing. As dancers started to dance around the table.

Well let 'em swallow their pride
You're just turning the tide to true believers
Got them in the palm of your hand
You're playing God now
What you gonna do now?


It's your reflection looking back to pull you down

A black fog started to pool in surrounding her, Belle was hidden within the fog, but she was singing and while this was going on there were people dancing behind her. The fog was hiding her undressing to get into her dress until finally the fog turned red then lifted, and her dress was so bright red it looked like she was on fire. The mask on her face now matched the color of her dress but it was not on her face but part of her dress that went right on her chest between her breasts. She was standing up straight a smile on her face, she saw the faces of the room, stunned.

So are you gonna die today or make it out alive?
You gotta conquer the monster in your head
And then you'll fly
Fly, phoenix, fly


It's time for a new empire
Go and bury your demons, then tear down the ceiling
Phoenix, fly


(What you gonna do now?)
(What you gonna do now?)

She danced with the rest of the dancers right on point and at some point, the walking stick had been taken, she walked right up to Leon and leaped off the table gracefully and kissed him softly and backed up a bit and dance with the rest of the dancers, even kids of all ages was in the crowed some in black and some in red.

So are you gonna die today or make it out alive?
You gotta conquer the monster in your head
And then you'll fly
Fly, phoenix, fly

It's time for a new empire
Go and bury your demons, then tear down the ceiling

Phoenix, fly

She panted softly as the song stopped, she went back up to Leon and bowed before him showing her respect in front of everyone and winked at him. She could hear a lot of people clapping and stomping their feet, so it sounded like it was a success with at least some people. She hoped he approved a lot went into this night. Wrapping her arms around his neck she was beyond tired but it was worth it.

"Hope tonight was worth it, worth the wait" She whispered in his ear to him.
 
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Leon stood still, stunned by the spectacle that had unfolded before him. Belle’s performance had been a revelation, a powerful reflection of their journey together, woven into a display that left the entire hall in awe. As the song ended, and the black fog cleared, she emerged in her fiery red dress, the embodiment of everything she had sung about—a phoenix, reborn from the ashes, just as he had been.

He couldn't take his eyes off her. Belle had captured something deep within him with her boldness and creativity, showing the entire kingdom the depth of her love and the strength of their bond. The way she moved, the way she transformed before his eyes—it was as if she had taken the darkest parts of his past and turned them into something beautiful, something hopeful. She had done all of this for him, to honor their story, to show him and everyone else that they had conquered their demons together.

When she kissed him softly after leaping off the table, he felt the weight of the moment settle in his chest. Everything about tonight had been leading to this point, the culmination of all they had shared. As she wrapped her arms around his neck, exhausted but triumphant, he knew it was time.

Leon gently took Belle’s hand, guiding her back to the center of the room. The applause around them was still thunderous, but he heard none of it. His entire focus was on her—the woman who had changed his life, the woman who had saved him from himself. He took a deep breath, feeling the gravity of the moment, and then he dropped to one knee.

The hall went silent.

"Belle," Leon began, his voice low but firm, carrying across the room. His heart raced, but his words were steady. "You have given me more than I ever thought possible. You’ve shown me the meaning of love, of hope, and of redemption. I was lost, broken, but you saw something in me that no one else did. You brought me back to life, and tonight—tonight, you showed me just how far we've come."

He reached into his pocket and produced the ring, a simple yet elegant piece, a symbol of their journey together. The crowd held its breath, but for Leon, there was only Belle.

"You are my heart, my partner, my future," he continued, looking up into her eyes. "I cannot imagine a life without you by my side. You are my strength, my reason, my everything. Belle, will you marry me?"

The room remained still, as if the entire world had stopped for that one moment, waiting for her response.
 
Belle had gone through a lot for this ball, the words of the song she meant 100%. She had seen the monster that he was forced to be, no thanks to his cousin who wanted him for some reason. It’s part of the reason she wouldn’t let Leon be corrupted by her madness.

Everything was perfect, nothing went bad, which was good, because if something bad happened tonight, she was so scared that it would ruin everything they worked hard to achieve. During that night she had watched out to be sure Leon was safe.

Belle was able to perform the hell out of the hall, with the help of strangers and even her fellow servants. But at the end after the clapping and the stomping of the feet ended, everyone looked at Leon and the tiredness was seen on Belle’s face, but she seemed to glow.

When he took her into his arms for a moment, looking into his eyes there was something there that wasn’t there before, and it was hope. Honest to God hope that everything would be alright, and she hung onto his words, everyone did.

She saw the ring, it was very beautiful, simple yet gorgeous listing to what he said. She felt the ring slide on her finger, it first perfectly just like their personalities. Belle smiled an honest smile, she closed her eyes as tears streamed down her face, looking back into his eyes.

“Of course, I will Marry you” She had so much love in her heart for him “we have shared many private things, we have been living in our own universe. “I have waited for this moment Leon, to be able to share my love for you with the whole world. To Show everyone the side of you I have seen since the beginning “

Her hand placed gently on the side of his face “I will always be by your side no matter what” Belle wrapped her arms around his neck looking into his eyes Belle could see the joy in his eyes. "I love you Leon now and always" She cupped his cheek with her hand.

Belle heard everyone clap, Belle honestly never felt like they would care if she said yes or not, but she was glad they did it was a union between the rich and the poor and in her eyes and a union of hearts.
 
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Leon remained on his knee for a moment longer, absorbing the weight of her words as she said "yes." It was as if the entire world had shifted beneath him, aligning in a way he never thought possible. She was his. She had always been his, in ways neither of them had fully realized until now.

He rose slowly, feeling the warmth of her arms as she wrapped them around his neck, her soft touch against his cheek grounding him. For the first time in a long time, he allowed himself to believe in hope—real, tangible hope that had been ignited by the woman standing before him. Belle had seen through every layer of darkness, every broken part of him, and still she loved him with a fierceness that made his heart swell.

He pulled her closer, unable to keep the smile from his face as the crowd erupted into applause once more. But in that moment, none of the noise mattered. It was just them, Belle and Leon, two souls who had fought through hell to find this peace, this love.

Looking into her eyes, Leon felt the words he'd long kept hidden rise to the surface, unspoken promises and silent vows made in the darkest moments of their journey. “I love you, Belle," he thought, though the words didn't leave his lips. They didn’t need to. Everything he felt, everything he was, was already written in his gaze, in the way his hand slid down her back, pulling her close, as if he could shield her from the world forever.

The weight of their shared history hung between them—his transformation from the monster he had once been, the cruelty of his past, the madness of his cousin that had nearly consumed him. But Belle had been there, unwavering. She had seen him for who he truly was, not the beast he had been molded into. And now, with her by his side, the future felt brighter than it ever had.

As they stood there, surrounded by the kingdom’s elite and the commoners who had come to witness the union of two worlds, Leon realized something else. Belle had not just saved him—she had redefined him. Her love had redefined him.

He glanced down at the ring on her finger, simple yet perfect, much like their bond. It symbolized more than just their engagement—it was a testament to their survival, to the strength they had both found in each other. As the crowd clapped and cheered, Leon allowed himself one more stolen moment with her, gently resting his forehead against hers, their connection undeniable.

He knew this was only the beginning. Together, they would rule. Together, they would continue to conquer the darkness, not just for themselves, but for the kingdom they both now called home. And as Belle looked at him with that same love and devotion she had shown from the start, Leon knew they were ready—ready for whatever lay ahead, ready to face the future, hand in hand.

Tonight was perfect. And for the first time, Leon truly believed that he was worthy of the love Belle had always seen in him.
 
Belle had never thought she would ever marry, she never found the right man, until she met him. Belle loved Leon with all her heart, and knew they were meant to be. It was important that she always showed him love, just as he did for her. The love they had for one another was strong, it was a force. The night was a success, and she was beyond happy. She was glad she could do something like this, this night was put together in only a month, she pulled a lot of favors, and it seemed like everyone was having the time of their life. She wanted to be sure of the rich and the poor were on the same level.

Because without the poor who do the work to cook, or to clean or make clothing were no different than those with money. We all bled the same, everyone was the same, and hopefully it would help this kingdom, for it was this kingdom she worried about because it was her home. It was their home, and she wanted to protect it.
As the night grew on longer people started to leave, Belle wanted to be sure to meet everyone that was important in Leon’s life. She could not detect hate within anyone accept his cousin, but that was to be expected, how she tried to get Leon to marry her. She never understood why she wanted him, but now Leon was under her protection.

Belle would not allow anyone to hurt him if she could help with it, soon the bell struck midnight, and they were walking upstairs. “Tonight was wonderful, and everything was worth it, you seemed a little surprised I said yes, told you last month whenever you asked me, I would say yes” She leaned into his arm as they walked. The silence between them is still full of love even if it was just a simple gesture. Holding onto each other was enough for her, enough for her not to want to be away from him tonight or any other night.

“I hope that means we can now share the same room, the same bed.” She hated to be away from him, even if they didn’t make love till, they get married at least they were sharing the same space. She hated to be away from him, under her dress was a red silk slip she could wear to bed, she wore it just in case they did anything, he would have a nice surprise. Never hurt to be ready, course she was born ready, ready to take on the world. Especially because now, she had a man by her side, a man she got strength from.

“You have my heart and have had my heart since I started to break through your shell, you are important to me, and I want to show you how much I love you in any and every way I can.” She did not mind waiting till their wedding day, but she wanted to say it anyway because she wanted to show how different she was from Juliet, she would never betray Leon. Belle wanted to know why he had a temper like he had with her, but it wasn’t her place.

But then she could not imagine what it was like to be in love with someone, then that someone betraying me by being with someone else. She hoped she could find that piece that she broke from Leon and bring it back to him. Stopping a moment looking up into Leon’s eyes, her hand reaching up, stroking his cheek.

Belle wanted to know if he loved her the same way he did Juliet, or more. She wanted to ask but she couldn’t form a sentence in her mouth with a correct way to ask, without sounding. She felt deep down that they were soul mates, and soul mates is said to be the one true love the one you are meant to be with.
 
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As they ascended the stairs, Leon felt the weight of the night lifting from his shoulders. The success of the ball was undeniable, the kingdom's tensions momentarily eased, and Belle by his side—her warmth pressed against him—made the world feel right. Her words, soft and sincere, lingered in his mind. She had said yes. He had been so certain that his past, the monster he had once been, would keep him from ever truly deserving her, but now, with her acceptance, he felt a surge of something he hadn't allowed himself to feel fully until now: belonging.

Belle had given him hope, a chance at a future he thought had long been buried beneath layers of anger and regret. And now, with the night winding down, with the sounds of the guests fading into the background, Leon realized what he wanted. Tonight was more than just a celebration of unity for the kingdom—it was their night, their promise to one another.

Her words about sharing the same bed, about wanting to be near him, echoed in his mind. Leon’s heart pounded with anticipation, with longing. He had restrained himself, always keeping a certain distance, out of fear of breaking the fragile peace he had found with her. But now, as they walked side by side, her hand caressing his cheek, he knew there was no need for restraint. She was his, and he was hers.

Stopping at the door to his chamber, Leon turned to her, his gaze intense but soft, filled with the depth of emotion he had long kept locked away. She was right—this was their moment, their time to fully embrace what they had. He took her hand, the one now adorned with the ring he had placed there, and lifted it to his lips, pressing a gentle kiss to her fingers.

"Come with me," his voice low, a quiet invitation that carried the weight of all they had shared and all they had yet to discover.

The door to his chamber opened, and the room before them was bathed in the soft glow of candlelight. The fire in the hearth flickered warmly, casting dancing shadows along the walls. Everything about the space was intimate, private—a world meant for just the two of them. He led her inside, closing the door behind them, shutting out the rest of the world.

Leon’s heart raced, but it wasn’t with the same fire of impatience he had once known—it was something deeper, more profound. Tonight was not just about passion, though he felt it coursing through him. Tonight was about them finally being together, in every sense. Belle had broken down every wall he had built, and he wanted nothing more than to show her, in every way possible, just how much she meant to him.

He turned to her, his eyes locked with hers, and for a moment, they simply stood there, the gravity of what was to come settling between them. Leon reached out, gently pulling her closer, feeling the silk of her dress beneath his fingers, the warmth of her body pressed against his.

"You have my heart, Belle," he whispered, his voice rough with emotion. "And I want you to be by my side, tonight and every night after."

The moment stretched, filled with the promise of all that lay ahead. Leon knew he would wait as long as she needed, but in this room, in this moment, with her standing before him, he couldn’t deny what he wanted. He wanted her—fully, completely.

With a quiet intensity, he led her further into the room, toward the bed that they would now share, not just as lovers but as future husband and wife. The air between them was charged with anticipation, a blend of desire and the deep connection they had built over time.

Tonight, they would not be separated.
 
Belle smiled finally she was allowed inside his inner sanctum. She was glad she wore the slip, smile on her face knowing he would like it because it would show off her figure to him. She felt safe with him. He always made her feel safe, special and loved deeply.

How much she wanted him it was an emotion she put out of her head or she would be driven crazy. Now she knew the moment came and smiled. How happy he will be with the simple slip under it. She made the design of the dress and slip.

“I love you Leon and tonight you will have all of me, so I can show you how much.” She kissed his cheek, running her hand down his cheek and blushed a bit. Running her hands behind her back. Taking a breath and allowed the dress to fall and pool around her feet. Stepping out of the pooled dress and moved in closer to him.

She stood before him nothing but the slip on, showing her young breasts. She knew he was older but it mattered not to her. Her hands pressed against his chest. Reaching up she kissed him.

Her need for him evident with the way she kissed him. Her hands began to unbutton his white shirt and once his bare chest was shown to her she went forward applying kisses on his chest, her lips young, warm and soft. She hoped he had no shame in his body.

Because to Belle he was gorgeous, the most handsome man she ever laid her young eyes on. Looking up into his eyes she heard a small moan come from him, which was music to her ears honestly. But something needed to be said to him.

“My love I give myself to you freely and only you. You are the only one who has caught my eye the only man to have my body. I was saving myself for the right one, and you are that one” Belle had happy tears in her eyes as she let then. She was glad she was still a virgin.

Her hands still on his chest as her hands moved up and around his neck. Looking into his eyes a soft smile “Don’t be afraid to love me, I promise I will not break. We have waited for this moment for so long” she said lovingly. She had a few sex dreams of him.

“Make love to me Leon let us show each other just how much we love one another.” She slipped off her shoes and took him to his bed she laid in the middle laying almost flat on her back accept she was propped up by her elbows and she smiled at him.

Belle had never thought she would ever marry, she never found the right man, until she met him. Belle loved Leon with all her heart, and knew they were meant to be. And now what she was dreaming about for months was coming true, she was a little nervous but not much.

“I want to feel your body against mine and inside mine” her desire was showing. She hoped he didn’t mind the way she was being open. Honestly she had waited for this for months. She reached out for him with her hand she grinned as the ring sparkled.

In the light of the fire place it made the ring look like it was glowing. Looking into his eyes a softly enjoying what she knew would be the best night of her life, and there would be more to come. And even though no one knew the future one thing was certain.

With the potion she had been making herself drink for a month would produce an hire for him, for he was running out of time to produce an hire. None of that mattered however, she just wanted him. Nothing mattered in this moment but him.
 
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Leon stood there, his heart pounding as he took in the sight of her before him. Belle, with her soft smile and shining eyes, looked radiant. The slip she wore clung to her figure, accentuating every curve in a way that made his pulse quicken. She was more beautiful than he ever dared to imagine, and the depth of her love, the vulnerability she showed in offering herself so freely to him, stirred something primal within him.

He had spent years keeping his desires locked away, fearing that they would consume him, but with Belle, everything felt right. Her youth, her innocence, and yet the undeniable passion in her touch—it overwhelmed him, but in the best way. She had chosen him, given herself to him, and now, after all the waiting, all the restraint, the moment had finally arrived.

Her kisses, soft and urgent against his chest, sent shivers down his spine. She loved him, wanted him, and he felt the weight of that responsibility settle in his chest. Leon wasn’t a man to take this lightly—he had seen and lived through too much darkness to let anything this precious slip through his fingers. He would cherish her, protect her, love her in ways she hadn’t yet known.

As he looked down at her lying on the bed, her eyes filled with trust and longing, Leon knew that tonight wasn’t just about physical connection—it was about something far deeper. It was about the merging of their lives, their hearts, their souls. She had saved herself for him, and now, he would honor her gift by giving her everything he was, everything he had left to give.

His fingers shook slightly as he undid the rest of his shirt, letting it fall to the floor. He moved toward her, his mind racing with emotions too complex to name. Love, desire, hope—they all swirled within him as he climbed onto the bed, kneeling beside her. The firelight danced across their skin, casting shadows that felt both intimate and infinite.

Leon reached out, brushing a strand of hair from her face, his touch gentle, reverent. He wanted to take his time, to savor every moment with her, to make sure she knew just how deeply she was loved. His hand traveled down to her waist, feeling the silk of her slip beneath his fingers as he leaned down, his lips finding hers once more.

His body responded to her in ways he hadn’t felt in years, but it wasn’t just physical—it was something more. It was the promise of forever. She had given him hope when he had none, and now, she was giving him herself. In return, Leon knew he would spend the rest of his life proving himself worthy of that love.

In this room, with Belle beneath him, her body warm and inviting, Leon felt more alive than he ever had. This was their beginning—the start of a life together, a future that held promise, joy, and a love that would never fade. As he gazed into her eyes, his heart swelling with emotion, he whispered her name softly, knowing that tonight, they would become one in every sense of the word.
 
Belle knew he loved her; it was the only reason she was willing to give herself to him; to give her heart and everything she could give him and only him. She would honor him every day just like he would honor her. She would love him every day just as he would love her every day as well, they both would do everything they could do, to show the love and devotion she held for him. It was incredible how much she loved to be loved, and how much she loved to give to him.

She found herself biting her lip seeing his torso and for someone of his age he had the body of a twenty-year-old, not that looks mattered to her, that was not it. She was glad he was taking care of himself, even in the deep dark madness that he was in. She was grateful to him that by taking care of himself he was taking care of her in a way. Because if he got sick due to his madness she would have lost him and she never wanted to loose him, not when he had so much more life in him.

So much more he had to do with his life, which was now their life. Watching him coming over to her until finally he was over her body, she watched him. When he bent down and kissed her she could feel his need inside him, she felt the love which was hard, maybe a little savage just because he had not been with a woman in a long time. She still trusted him, nothing would make her afraid of him. She used her heart for things that related to Leon. She was nervous that she would be terrible.

Belle heard him moan her name which turned her on, when he felt her touch her she moaned happily in his lips holding him closer, kissing him more deeply. Her nipples on her breasts erect since she had never felt this way. When the kiss broke for air, Belle smiled up into his eyes. “I love you so much Leon, my body already reacting to you” Belle said blushing heavily. Running her fingers against his jaw line, her eyes always on him. “Don’t be afraid to love me Leon, I want you to love me the way you know how.”

She didn’t know if Leon was a gentle lover or an aggressive one because even when it came to rough sex, it still came from the heart and was still a loving act between two people in love with each other. She was nervous but not afraid, never afraid, she didn’t think Leon could do anything that would make her fear him, since she saw the worse part of him, and still fell in love. The beauty fell in love with the beast is what she told her father, when she told him she had fallen in love with Leon. She felt her father needed to know.

Stroking his cheek with the back of her hand, enjoying the feel of his skin against her own, sighing softly everything seemed perfect in this moment. They were alone, she had her beloved above her and the feel and sound of the fireplace was comforting. She gave him permission to be himself, because she wasn’t a doll that would break. She waited for this moment for months; to tell him completely to see him completely but also so he could see her completely as well. Her heart was pounding and in her throat. Something she found funny for once she was the nervous one.

Belle being so damn nervous but she went for his pants while he was on top of her and unbuttoned his pants and unzipped them, her hand snaking down his leg until she felt skin. Her fingers wrapped around his cock and began to stroke him. She did not know if she was following her instincts or the sounds he made or her own heart, she just wanted to please him.
 
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Leon’s mind swirled as he felt Belle’s hands on him, her touch lighting a fire within him that he hadn’t felt in so long. Her innocence, her devotion, the way she looked at him with such trust—it brought out every protective instinct he had, but also every ounce of desire he’d kept buried deep inside. For so long, he had kept himself restrained, afraid of what his desires might lead to. But with Belle, it was different. With her, he didn’t need to hold back. She knew the worst of him, had seen him at his most broken, and yet still loved him, still wanted him.

He could feel her nervousness, but he could also feel her resolve—her determination to give herself to him fully. It stirred something primal within him. He loved her, yes, deeply, but there was something about this moment that made him feel alive in ways he hadn’t in years. It wasn’t just about the physical—it was about claiming the life he had thought was lost to him, a life he now had with her by his side.

As her hands moved lower, unbuttoning his pants and finding their way to his body, Leon let out a low, guttural sound. It was a sound of need, of desire that had been building up for far too long. Her touch was soft, inexperienced, but it didn’t matter. What mattered was that it was her. Every brush of her skin against his sent electricity through his veins.

He looked down at her, her body glowing in the firelight, her eyes full of love and a nervous excitement. She was everything he had ever wanted but thought he didn’t deserve. And now, here she was, offering herself to him in every way.

Leon’s hand came up to her cheek, brushing softly against her skin as he leaned down, his lips hovering above hers. His breath was ragged, his heart pounding as he tried to control the surge of emotions racing through him. He didn’t want to rush this, didn’t want to let his desire overtake the moment. She was too important, too precious for him to let anything but love guide him.

But he also knew that this wasn’t just about tenderness. She had seen his darkness, had accepted it, and now she was asking for all of him—both the man and the beast. And Leon intended to give her everything. His lips pressed against hers, harder this time, more demanding, as he let himself lean into the primal urge that had been simmering beneath the surface. He wanted her, needed her, and he could tell by the way her body responded to him that she wanted the same.

Her hand on him made it hard to think, hard to focus on anything but the heat between them, but Leon forced himself to slow down. This was about more than lust—it was about their connection, their future. As he pulled back, looking into her eyes, he whispered a silent promise to himself that he would never let her down, never let the darkness consume him again. She had brought him back from the edge, and now, together, they would face whatever came next.

With a deep breath, Leon gently guided her hands away, not because he didn’t want her touch—he wanted it more than anything—but because he wanted to take his time with her, to show her just how much she meant to him. His hands traveled down her body, feeling every curve, every soft inch of her skin, as he kissed her neck, her collarbone, letting himself drown in the feeling of her beneath him.

This was their moment, their first step into a life together. And Leon was going to savor every second of it.
 
Belle enjoyed the moment they had together, she knew that no one was going to pull them away, that much she knew. She wanted to spend the rest of her life with him, to be by his always, to never leave it. She could see the need for her in her eyes, it felt incredible to be there with him, how much she loved him. Her heart pounding in her ears it was hard to imagine her life without him. Thinking of every moment that they had with each other, the time he allowed her to see all his face, what he was hiding the physical and the mental.

When he pulled away, she was afraid she did something wrong, but he said nothing and the need on his face started to really show in every inch of his body. Everything deep inside her she wanted him, wanted to love him, she wanted everything that was him. But she did notice that he was taking her time with him, and that is why he pulled away. She did not want to rush their first time together, but she had desired him and now here they were. In the moment they wanted and needed one another.

Feeling him take her hand away she could see the inner battle to just take her, but to do what he had to too. She figured he wanted to take his time, and she was rushing a bit? It was hard to keep her want hidden any longer, but she respected his silent wishes. He did not need to ask anything; she knew what he wanted just by what he did or what he did not say. It was then she felt his hands on her body, she bit her lip, and everything was perfect. Everything in her heart.

Feeling his hands on her and his lips on her and his hands on her, first she noticed his hands were perfect. Feeling every inch of her body and then she felt his warm lips on her body, loving him. She felt his lips on her neck and her collarbone, she felt him letting himself drown in the feelings he had, and she allowed him to, she moaned feeling his lips on her, it felt wonderful. Her heart pounding loudly, it was amazing how much she wanted him, and how much he restrained to just take her.

“Leon” she murmured enjoying the way he made her feel, it was so special and could not help but just moan happily. She felt his hands on her body, feeling the curves of her body and she got goosebumps everywhere. It felt wonderful to her, it felt like everything was meant to be. Looking up at him, she could see the beast in his eyes, wanting to just shred what she wore and took her, but then she could see the battle in his eyes, to take her as she knew him now, which she adored him for it.

Reaching up stroking his cheek, looking into his eyes it was incredible how much she felt loved and needed it felt wonderful to her. Her heart pounding so loudly in her ear it felt wonderful, the mix of emotions this was giving her was helping her feel alive. She had waited months for this, and now it finally came, and it was incredible how much she loved him. He gave her many promises that she knew he would keep for her, she was not worried about a thing.

“I love you Leon” she said looking into his eyes she smiled at him, it was amazing how much two people could love each other. Her hands on his chest, running her hands on him, he was so warm, so soft and so muscular. She felt every inch of him the way he was doing the same for her. Her eyes looked up and everything was perfect. Running her fingers in his hair, running her fingers down his chest, tracing his muscles to her Leon had the body of a god.

Belle looked into his eyes once she caught his eyes again and smiled "Anybody wants you they will have to take me out to" She said with love but a hint of a stern sound to her voice, any enemy would have to kill her to get to him, for this beauty cracked and destroyed the beast, but that didn't mean his enemies would love him. His enemies were still his enemies and she knew no matter what she would be his, by his side protecting each other.
 
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Her fair hair splayed out like a halo on the pillow and the curve of her delicate collarbone gleamed like a pearl in the dim light. Her youthful body had never experienced the touch of a lover's hand, but that would change tonight.

"Belle, my love," he whispered hoarsely, tenderly brushing a lock of golden hair away from her face. He trailed a calloused fingertip down her cheek and traced the outline of her jaw.

The girl's shivering abated, replaced by a small, timid smile.

"Leon," she breathed, the husky voice surprising even herself.

Leon's own heart swelled at that name, a name he heard spoken with a hint of love and longing. "My love," he echoed, his hand still drawing invisible patterns on her soft skin.

With an achingly slow pace, he leaned in, giving her every chance to withdraw. But when their lips met, it was as if a spark had ignited, flames leaping higher and higher.

The kiss deepened, their tongues dueling with welcome fervor as the girl's body pressed against his, a sigh of relief escaping her lips.

"Belle," he groaned, his hands inching their way up her thighs, leaving a trail of electric shocks in their wake.
 
Everything in that moment sent waves of pleasure everywhere and she was not used to this, it felt wonderful, however. She could feel his hand touching every inch of her body getting closer to the skin under the silk slip she wore. She could hear the longing in his voice and even in his touch, but he was holding back so much. She could see the fight within his eyes. It meant a lot to her that he was taking great care with her. Not forcing himself onto her but not treating her like a porcelain doll either, which she appreciated.

Belle was starting to go crazy with what she saw as being gentle but also teasing her skin as well, she did not mind it because he did it out of love. Her heart was swelling with the love she had for him, running a finger down his jaw line. His hands rough on her skin but it still gave her pleasure, to the point of a moan escaping her lips. Moving her body into his hands wanting him so much it was driving her insane, but she could not help but have a big innocent smile on her face, enjoying everything he was doing to her.

"Oh Leon" She murmured "I have thought of nothing but this for the past month, the night we would show each other more love than we have shown one another. I have had many dreams of this night which is why I know it will be a wonderful night for us." When his eyes locked onto hers Belle gave a smile with a slight sigh. Moving her head up a little bit she whispered in his ear "I need you my love" relaxing under his body wanting everything he had to give her, to relax and let him lea her into this moment.
 
Leon could see the desire in Belle's eyes, despite her inexperience. He had been doubting himself for too long, at the expense of his own happiness. She clearly trusted him now to guide her on this new path.

Their passionate kiss continued as his hands trailed further up her legs - past her knees and up her thighs. His fingertips brushed the fabric of her slip, revelling in its softness. It was only rivalled by the feel of Belle's skin under the slip. His hands slipped under the fabric, already feeling the heat pooling from between her legs. She may be a virgin, but her desire for this moment was all too evident.

His hand travelled further north, until his fingers brushed under untouched beauty. She was incredibly wet, which did surprise him. But she did say she had been imagining this moment for a month, probably building up the dream of being with him intimately.

The touch and the fact that he was the first caused blood to rush to his cock. This was it - the moment of truth.
 
Belle could not believe this was going on it was incredible her heart beating so quickly looking into his eyes she could see he really wanted her, just as much as she wanted him. She enjoyed the feel of his hands on her, she blushed a bit by how wet she was. Belle was not really worrying about her blushing, she was to in the moment.

It made her almost bright red in her face but she thought of other things made it easier to bare thought she felt her blush making her face red. She took his hand with so much love and understanding, his hand going between her legs. Goosebumps formed on her arms and legs, even on her breasts, she sighed happily.

Belle took his hand and slowly brought it up to a breast which caused her to moan loudly. "Leon" She murmured. She moves her slip up her body so he could see her shaven now very naked body, well kept, well-groomed and smelling of cherry blossoms and youth. Leon always smelt wonderful, even when he was sweating he smelt lovely.

Removing her slip so he could see all her body her skin was white like snow but beautiful, she took pride in her appearance and wanted to be sure, Belle moaned feeling his hands on her body, it felt wonderful moving into his touch. She wanted so much for him to take her, but she loved the slow moments, time made the heart more fond.

Her heart beating out of her chest, she could tell the sounds she made were turning him on, she could see his cock rock hard through his pants her fingers went between his legs and ran over his cock and she groaned happily. Moving up to his bare stomach then to his chest she felt the warmth of his skin against her hand.

"Mm my beloved wants me as much as I want you" she said with a kind smile on her face. Her heart now in her mouth kissing him deeply always being careful she didn't want to accidently bite him. She could tell just by his touch he was experienced but that did not bother her at all. Running her fingers over his face a smile on hers.
 
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Leon temporarily stood and shed his clothes, then removing her slip off her young body. He paused for a minute, taking in the signficance of the moment. They were crossing a bridge, that once crossed there was no turning back. And he was okay with it.

He lay back down beside Belle, his hands again wandering her exquisite body. Her nipples were very hard and her pussy was glistening with how wet she was. Her arousal was very clear, but he was also conscious this was her first time and something he needed to take seriously.

He leaned down and kissed her again, his hands romaing all over her. His hands found her nipples, giving them a slight tweaking before his mouth and tongue replaced his fingers. As he suckled on her nipples, his hands once again found their way between her legs, He gently probed her virgin entrance - finding it incredibly tight, despite her aroused nature. He very gently pushed a finger betwen her lips, feeling them grip his finger as he slowly pushed forward.
 
With the help of the fireplace, they both glowed for one another, she bit her lip seeing his whole body and she found her eyes going from his feet to his face. She had never seen a man naked, completely naked just like no one had seen her naked accept her mother and her father when she was an infant. This was different, this was a man who she was to marry, a man she wanted to give her body to, her gift of her being a virgin to. She never wanted anyone till she me Leon and they had been through some good things, terrible things and even some sad things. But together they were each other's rock and helped the other stand firm in this life, when he moved back onto the bed she watched him.

When he dipped down to kiss her, she felt his hands roaming her body and it was incredible feeling his hands, though rough gentle in what he was doing to her. Feeling his fingers on her nipples but then as his hands went lower, she moaned loudly as she felt his mouth wrapped around her nipple, one at a time and feeling a finger going into her, she moaned into the kiss. The pleasure she was feeling was something she could not put into words, it was incredible how he made her feel, her heart racing madly inside her chest. And soon when she felt a second finger go into her joining the finger already in there was a little bit of pain in the moan but not alone. She wanted him to know he was doing fine.

"Oh Leon!" She cried out moving her hips into his hands a little, she smiled running her fingers in his short hair. "Feels so wonderful" She murmured wanting to show she was okay "Keep going my love I am okay" she said in a whisper but loud enough for him to hear her.
 
Hearing Belle's words encouraged Leon to keep going, working his finger deeper into her virgin pussy. His experienced tongue swirled around her nipples as his finger began to fuck her incredidbly tight pussy. His cock was throbbing beneath them as he felt the significance of this action fall on him.

"You feel incredible Belle", wanting her to know that she was all he wanted.
 
Deep down she felt incredible moving her hips into his fingers between his fingers inside of her but also his tongue circling her nipples it felt incredible. She was happy with everything he was doing to her body; she had never felt anything like this before. Biting her lip her fingers still in his hair finding it hard to think. She was feeling wonderful "Oh baby" Looking down at him she smiled panting as her insides gripped his fingers, she wanted his cock inside her. She wanted her body to form around him.

When she managed to lock eyes onto Leon her fingers went from his hair to his jaw her eyes showing the desire for him. "I love you Leon you know how to make me feel wonderful. "This was worth the wait; you were worth the wait" She had never known love, true love like this. She was content and Belle was now his just as Leon was hers. She made a silent promise with her eyes, promising to be true always to him. She would not allow him to get hurt again. She was able to keep that promise with natures help.

“I will never hurt you my love, I will be the wife you need not because it is my duty, but because you are my soul mate, the man I love with every inch of my heart. The barer of the other half of my heart, your pain is my pain. Your duty is my duty and your enemies are mine. We will protect each other, but for now I want you to claim me. She figured they both had waited long enough for this moment; it was magical and full of wonder as the fireplace danced around the room. She closed her eyes for a moment, allowing him to feel everything he made her feel.
 
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