Belle studies. She really doesn't get as lonely as Beast - and maybe he and Chelise can fall in love if she stays out of their way, and then the curse will break and Belle can ransack the library and go home, that would be fine. She works.
"Yes, Papa, he talks," sighs Belle. "He has, however, spent a very long time without company until recently."
"And you're going to get married."
"Yes."
"Normally I'd be consulted on that, Belle."
"Normally," Belle agrees neutrally.
Charlie weighs this question. "Frankly," he says after a delay, "yes."
"Do you suppose we'll wind up moving back into the castle?" Belle inquires. "I'll feel silly about having packed up the library in that case." Pause. "Oh, Papa, I've started studying enchanting myself. It's wonderfully useful."
"You're an enchantress," Charlie says blankly to his daughter.
"Yes," says Belle, all asmile. "Here, look." She takes the book bag from Beast and starts piling books on the hall table. Charlie watches the stack grow, becoming steadily more stunned.
"Yes," Charlie acknowledges. "How are you going to go about retrieving your title? Can you prove your identity if you can't remember your name?" he asks Beast.
"And I suppose casting spells at the problem won't help, since I've an obvious motivation to wish you declared a marquis," Belle muses. "Oh well. The forest is largely unclaimed anyway. We can live in a castle and not be marquis and marquise, or at least not acknowledged as such by the Crown."
"...I suppose you may."
Charlie looks vaguely suspicious about this phrasing.
Charlie nods, mouth a thinning line. "Sounds past time."
"Is it, now."
"Yes," says Belle.
Charlie chews his lip, then settles his arm around Belle's shoulders and heads for the door.
The church is a small affair, and the priest is in fact prepared to perform a wedding right then if they want to. Belle looks inquiringly at the Beast.
The wedding is fairly summary, with Beast's name given as Jean of no last name who'll be taking 'Cygne' as his surname, and Charlie and the priest are the only witnesses. Charlie cries and pretends not to. Belle looks fondly at her father, and then properly beams at Beast, and kisses him when the time is correct.
Belle isn't really paying attention to him. She's busy kissing her new husband.