A few years passed.
Nialla: Mommy, can you read me Mother Goose?
Belle:Sure sweet heart! *Getting out mother goose*
Nialla giggled about how her mother reading such funny poems.
Nialla:Where is Daddy?
Belle:Taking some business with Cogsworth and Luimere.
Nialla:What does Daddy have to do?
Belle:Take care of the kingdom
Nialla was yawning
Belle:I thinks someone needs to take a nap
Belle carried her daughter up to her room. She kissed her on the forehead