A Tenko x Dabi Beauty and the Beast

The Prisoner

The beast returned back to the castle in a foul mood after disposing of the trespasser. Why he let him go? He may never know. Still he had gotten a fair trade out of the ordeal the son for the father, and misery loves company at least. Now that he had a prisoner it was a question of what to do with him he wondered stomping across the frozen ground back towards the castle. It was a laugh really he was as much a prisoner of this castle as much as the poor bastard he had just imprisoned in the dungeon. He glared back up at the castle. His home. His own prison. 

Slamming the door behind himself and coming in from the cold where he was confronted by one of his servants.

"Ah, Master I trust you are in good spirits this evening." replied the candelabra with a bow.

The beast annoyed and wanting to be left alone growled "What do you want, Sako?"

"Ah, yes, it is in reference to your guest."

"What about him?" the beast snarled narrowing his turquoise eyes at the aforementioned candelabra.

"Well, I was just thinking it is rather serendipitous he happened to stop by and perhaps you would want to show your hospitality by offering the boy a more comfortable room. Aside from a dungeon cell that is. And while you are being so generous why not offer him an invitation to dine with you this evening?" replied the candelabra.

"And why would I do that?" he replied disgusted at such a notion crossing his arms about his chest his tail swishing in irritation.

"Why a chance to woo the boy and to break the spell, Your Grace. Surely that must be the reason fate has brought you both together." Sako said joining his two candles together to produce a stronger flame.

The beast growled out of anger in answer and stormed off in a huff leaving his rebellious servant alone.

"Well, it wasn't a No." The candelabra replied craftily already to put his plan into action.

Tenko sat on the floor of the cell it was cold and the hard stones beneath him offered no warmth or comfort. He pulled his knees to his chest and rested his chin atop of his knees. Wrapping his cloak around himself and pulling his hood over his head in an attempt to conserve warmth. He rubbed his hands about his arms as well. Some time had passed since his new found imprisonment maybe a few hours or so but already he was finding his new station in life difficult.

After the beast had left he tested the durability of the cell bars and found them to be firmly in place. He tested the lock to see if it could be loosened or opened but it wouldn't budge. Then he searched all over his cell to see if there was anything of use to pick the lock but it proved to be a fruitless search. He then gave up on an immediate escape. After all even if he did escape he could run into the beast at some point and he wasn't sure how patient the beast would be with him.

He thought of the beasts claws and fangs and shuddered at the damage they could. No, he preferred to avoid his wrath.

He wondered when would the beast return to check on him and if he could ask for a blanket from his...master, jailer? As he had saw no one else residing in the castle. He assumed the answer would be no. As the beast did not seem charitable or kind to his prisoners.

He glanced outside the bars of his cell and frowned.

Not only was it cold and uncomfortable in the dungeon it was also dark save for a single torch burning forgotten outside his cell. He feared what would happen when the torch burned out.  Would it be even colder then it already was? Would the rats come out then? he had heard enough horror stories to know rats were in dungeons. Would he be provided food and water or be left forgotten to starve to death? It certainly would be one way of shortening his life of imprisonment but at the cost of shortening his life. So it would end up being a life imprisonment anyway. A thought he had had though not one he wished to entertain.