After throwing her father in the carriage, the Beast found the girl kneeling on the floor.
It was a long way from the country to the Beast's door. Though she was brave while her father was there, seeing him leave broke her core. She wept, as farewells were always sore.
The Beast stood by her and pulled her upright, clumsy with his force. ""I am impatient with nonsense," he swore. His terrible voice silenced her cold. When his gripped loosened, away from him she tore.
Softening at the sight of her trembling fright, he rumbled low, "Are you afraid of me now?"
"Only of displeasing you, my Lord."
"You'll fail if you took that chore," said the Beast. He shook his head and scowled. "Destinies are beyond our hold. If you fail, you shan't be alone in blame and fall. Neither if you succeed, truth be told. All you need is to reign thy horns and dare to explore. Until you are familiar with fear, and fear no more."
"But I'm tired..." she began.
"Do it tomorrow."
"Well, then that," said the Beast kindly, "I take pleasure to resolve."