Chapter 1: Cleaning Up The Act
It was the end of the day and rehearsals at the Opera Garnier were just coming to an end,
"Bravo Mademoiselles" the conductor praised as Madame Giry lead her ballerinas back to the dormitories and Carlotta once again stormed off stage in a tantrum as was her daily tradition and Madame Giry looked towards Box Five and gave the respectful nod that was part of her daily routine.
Erik was pleased with the rehearsals so far apart from the fact Carlotta still the main part but he had every intention of putting a plan into action that would result in his beloved Christine Daae becoming the new star of the opera, he smiled to himself at the thought of his love before going to stand and take his lead,
"I want this stage spotless in time for tomorrow, Amelia" Madame Giry said firmly causing Erik to turn back with curiosity,
"Yes, Madame" he heard Amelia answer politely as the ballet mistress left for the evening.
Erik admired how hard Amelia worked, She scrubbed the entire stage by herself; It didn't surprise that she was hard working as she had been raised by Madame Giry herself, ever since she had found the girl as baby on the streets of Paris.
She was kind, clever and passionate about her work and that made her a credit to her profession even if she were just a cleaner,
"I pray you'll be my eyes" a voice sang causing Erik to turn quickly and watched Amelia as she scrubbed the floor,
"And watch her where she goes" she sang and Erik was in a word stunned.
Madame Giry placed her book onto a shelf when Erik stormed into her room through a secret passage,
"Who taught her to sing?" Erik demanded firmly causing the ballet mistress to jump,
"I wish you would not barge into my chambers like that" she mumbled firmly,
"Who taught whom to sing?" she asked,
"Amelia" he provided firmly with a slight growl and Madame Giry looked confused,
"Taught?" she asked,
"No one. Amelia is not a singer" she answered honestly making the masked gentleman frown,
"Yet her technique... Is flawless" he murmured more to himself and turned away with a thoughtful hum,
"Amelia shall clean box five tomorrow" he announced suddenly causing the ballet mistress to look stunned,
"What?... Why?" she demanded,
"If she has no teacher then I shall teach her" he said simply,
"But... But you swore to only ever teach Christine" she pointed out,
"Indeed... I teach Christine because she deserves someone to develop her talent. I wish to teach Amelia because she deserves someone to believe she can do more than just clean" he said simply and Madame Giry couldn't help but smile softly,
"I shall make sure she is to clean box 5 tomorrow" she told him gently after a moment to which he nodded thankfully and took his leave.
This is my first POTO story. Please review if you would like me to post chapter 2.
Kind Regards,
TheAuthor1996