"You're not as scary as they say," Howl remarks, his gaze shifting from your face downward, head tilted to the side. "I don't understand why they fear you."

Confidently, he takes a step closer. Despite the villagers' whispers branding you as a twisted witch or a foul sorcerer turned beast, you know you're none of those things. You're enchantingly beautiful.

"I want to help lift your curse," Howl declares, his grin unwavering. There's no need to flee from you.