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As soon as she was sure that Cardin had gone Blake cautiously opened her front door. Seeing that he was indeed gone the cat Faunus breathed a sigh of relief and began doing her chores.

"I can't believe Cardin asked me to marry him, no actually scratch that he didn't even ask me he just told me we were getting married. He's so selfish, he doesn't even care about what I want," Blake said to herself as she began to pull the weeds out of her garden.

Slowly she reached up and felt the black ribbon she had tied around her cat ears to hide them, "maybe I should show Cardin I'm a Faunus then he'd leave me alone."

She was about to go find him to do just that when she heard a frantic neighing sound and looked up to see her father's horse running into the yard.

"Whoa whoa slow down it's okay," Blake said stroking the horse's muzzle.

However she couldn't help but feel a little worried, if the horse was here then where was her father?

Fearing the worse she mounted the horse and took it back toward the direction of the woods.

After a while she came across the very same path that her father had taken and she spotted his wagon off to the side overturned and in pieces. Blake quickly checked around the perimeter of the wagon to see if there was any trace of her father but finding none she continued straight until she and the horse reached the castle.

Blake dismounted and entered the castle, the doors opening almost magically once again. As soon she entered the foyer the same coatrack from before watched her every move. However this time the coatrack wasn't the only one watching her, she was also being watched by two small objects sitting on a table.

One of them was a brass candelabra and he seemed much more interested in the newcomer then his companion which was a little clock.

"Hey Jenni do you see that?" The candelabra asked nudging the clock with one of its candles.

"No," said the clock, "I have my eyes closed. We're not supposed to be seen if anyone comes in here."

"But c'mon it's a girl when's the last time we had one of those around here?" Charlie asked

Jenni opened her eyes and gave him a look, "I'm a girl."

"I meant a real girl," Charlie said.

As they kept talking Blake's cat ears perked up under her bow and she turned toward the sound of their voices, "Hello? Is someone there?"

She didn't see anyone but noticing Charlie she picked him up to light her way thinking he was just a normal candelabra.

Jenni groaned and as soon as Blake left the main room she hopped off the table and went after them, "that idiot Charlie is gonna get us caught."

Blake walked through a stone hallway and up a flight of stairs and she entered what appeared to be a tower dungeon. 

"Hello?" she called out.

"Blake?" questioned the voice of her father.

"Dad!" Blake yelled running up to a cell and dropping Charlie onto the floor.

"Ow," Charlie muttered as he hit the floor.

Blake ran to her father and gripped his hands through the bars, "I'm so glad to see you."

"I'm glad to see you too but Blake you have to leave this castle....it's alive!" Ghira told her.

"What do you mean alive?"

Suddenly a loud roar rang out and it shook the walls of the dungeon.

Quickly Blake picked the candelabra up off the floor and used it to light up the area in front of her which revealed the beast that had imprisoned Ghira in the first place.

Blake yelped in surprise and took a step back.

"Another trespasser?!" the beast growled.

"I-I'm sorry. But I came for my father why did you lock him up?" Blake asked. 

The beast stepped closer to her and Blake got a good look at him. He was about seven feet tall and covered head to toe in black fur however she noticed around his head bits of the black fur had red mixed into it. He wore no shirt but he did have a red cape draped around his shoulders and black pants that were ripped at the cuffs. Showing through his hair was a pair of black horns like a bulls and he had tail. However what was probably the strangest thing about him was over his lower forehead and eyes he was wearing a silver mask.

"He stole from me!" the beast roared again.

"My father is not a thief!" Blake retorted.

"He stole from my garden!"

Blake remembered the rose she asked for, "He took that for me. Let him go and keep me instead."

This seemed to surprise him, "you'd take his place?"

"Blake no!" Ghira begged.

"If I did," Blake began, "would you let him go?"

"Yes, but you must promise to stay here forever."

Blake looked at her father then at the beast and she nodded, "you have my word."

"Done," he said opening the cell and pulling Ghira out.

Blake hugged her father before going back into the cell and shutting the door herself.

Ghira tried to open the cell again but the beast dragged him outside and put him in a rotted out carriage, "take him to the village."

The carriage pulled itself out of the ground and it walked all on its own back to the village.

Up in the tower through a small window Blake watched her father go and she sank to the ground and sobbed.