After the transformation of the castle, there were feasts every night. In traditional French cuisine, the food was quite heavy, and it didn't help that Mrs. Potts had a tendency of overusing butter and heavy creams.
Belle was noticing a small change in her clothes. She was having trouble fitting into even the largest of her dresses. In the highly unlikely event that she could fasten the back entirely, it felt like she was wearing two corsets instead of just one.
"How did this happen? I make sure to keep in decent shape," sighed Belle, flopping onto the bed.
"Well, Belle, sometimes this happens. You just have to grin and bear it," replied Belle's servant in a motherly tone.
"Is it noticeable?" asked Belle.
"Not to me, but I may be a bit biased. I suppose we'll find out at the next dinner party."
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