In the village, Mr. Blake was so ready to go get his daughter back from the castle. "Sophie may be in such traival danger with that horrible beast. 

I should've stopped her from trading places with me. She is so stubborn and not really prioritize of what she wanted to do. 

I am not like her mother, who can handle in dire situations like this." As he getting to head out of the door, he gazes at the lone picture he has kept. It was a photograph of the Blake family they have taken before Sophie's mother died. Memories had flooded through him as it was indeed the happiest moment in his life with his wife and child. 

Mr. Blake went into the town square, where the villagers were heading towards the local pub own by the Gaston Household. 

"Mr. Blake, what a genuine surprise, you're back from the neighbor village already? You been missing the fall festival." A villager said in total shock of seeing him without his daughter. 

"Yeah, something happened to me during that trail." He replied, which made the villager seems skeptical, as he gestures the man to the pub. 

"C'mon, we have to celebrate of your return to the village!" He said, as he pushed the door wide open which Gaston and Thora were confused of the man's clothes. 

"Mr. Blake?" The girl said, as the man seems to be overwhelmed, as he said, "I must go back to the forest!" 

The huntsman seems to be very curious of the man's desire, "To the forest, you say? Why is it so important to head back there?"

Mr. Blake sigh, "Because, my daughter, Sophie has been taken prisoner by a huge monstrous Beast in a castle!" 

The throng remain silent for a moment, as hearing of the castle seems to be unbelievable since they haven't heard of it for a long time. 

They decided to amuse the man. "Ooh, so scary. " 

The man saw that the throng didn't believe him, which he kind of knew that it was indeed impossible for any of the villagers to believe. 

"C'mon, please, you have to believe me! I was there when I met the Beast, and it was really dangerous for Sophie to be there, i implore you!" 

The villagers didn't really pay no mind as if Mr. Blake was trying to make up a fairy tale, as they don't want to believe there was such a thing as a castle in the woods. 

Although, many of the parents forbid their children to recall the castle, as they don't want to interact with the horrible dangers they would unfold. 

They simply pushed Mr. Blake outside of the pub, as the old man was put into the white snow. Thora seemingly was smiling from the interaction, as that she was expecting it to happen. 

Her father looked at his daughter, "Thora, what are you planning, my dear? You seem to have a plan of your own. 

"Of course I do! It's simply a great plot , I assure you, that you would get Sophie as part of our family for good. 

The events that we have foreseen, it is our destiny to grasp. This plan would not be an absolute fail!" 

She whispered into her father's ear, as the villagers were eager to know as well. Gaston listened very carefully, as his smile turned into a grin, as the plot of his daughter was simply a genius, as that he bear hugged her. 

"Thora Gaston, you are such a schemer! I couldn't be more prouder of you!" He declared. 

Later that night, the Gaston Household was awaiting a visitor to come into their home. The thrill of Thora's plan was so exciting for her, as that she was eager of the awaited guest. 

The doorbell rang, as it was the proprietor of the community Asylum, and a close family friend, Monsieur D'Arque. 

He places his hat out of the way to greet the household, "What a pleasure to see you so late, Gaston, Miss Thora." 

"Welcome, my old friend, please come right in. There is some interesting scheme we think you will want to hear." Gaston said, helping the man inside his home. 

The Proprietor sat into the living room table, as Thora poured a cup of tea, to show her hospitality to him. 

The man said, "Well, enlighten me, what is the scheme that you desperately need of me?" 

Both father and daughter gazed smugly at each other, as that Thora said, "I hope that you will help us with this slight offer, Monsieur D'Arque." 

"Go on, my dear. I will listen of what you have in mind." He encourages her.