Once upon a time, in a small village 🎵 nestled between rolling hills and lush green meadows, there lived a young girl named Belle. Belle was kind-hearted and loved by everyone who knew her. She spent her days reading books under the shade of the big oak tree by the river 🎵, dreaming of adventures in faraway lands.

Belle lived with her father, Maurice, who was an inventor. He was always tinkering with gadgets and gizmos, hoping one day to create something that would make life better for everyone. Although they didn’t have much, their home was filled with love and laughter.

One sunny morning 🎵, Maurice decided to travel to the city to sell his latest invention. As he prepared to leave, he asked Belle, “What would you like me to bring back for you, my dear?”

Belle smiled and said, “Just return safely, Papa. But if you find one, I would love a single red rose.”

Maurice set off on his journey 🎵, his cart loaded with inventions. The road to the city was long and winding. As night fell, dark clouds gathered, and a storm began 🎵 to brew. Rain poured down, and the wind howled. Maurice pulled his coat tighter and searched for shelter.

In the distance, he saw a shimmering light. As he approached, he discovered a magnificent castle he had never seen before. The grand gates were open, and the garden was filled with the most beautiful flowers he’d ever seen.

“Hello?” Maurice called out, but no one answered. Stepping inside, he found a warm fire and a table set with a delicious meal. Tired and hungry, he decided to rest for a while. “Surely, whoever lives here wouldn’t mind if I stay until the storm passes,” he thought.

The next morning, the storm had cleared 🎵. As Maurice prepared to leave, he remembered Belle’s request. He wandered into the garden and picked a single red rose. Suddenly, a gentle but deep voice spoke, “Good morning, traveler.”

Maurice turned to see 🎵 a large, kind-eyed creature standing before him. It was the Beast, but not frightening—more like a gentle giant. “I’m sorry if I startled you,” the Beast said. “I saw you take a rose from my garden.”