Coming out of the north wing Natalia De Chagny ran into one of the servants moving furniture around cleaning. "Colover what is going on here?" She yelled at them all although she called the butler by name.
"Your brother is bringing his wife home today." The butler said afraid of the viscount's twin sister.
"I thought they decided to stay at the sea shore." She said now worried about facing her brother's young wife.
"Plans changed. Business must be run from the estate." Colover told her.
"While they are cleaning move all of Raoul's things to the south wing that over looks the gardens. I want them to be able to avoid my presence." She told them. "It has a prettier view anyways."
"I agree." Colover said thinking how the north wing Natalia made her home in over looked a dark forest. Her entire area reminded all the servants of a tomb, none but Lira would spend extensive amounts of time in Natalia's presence. He remembered when the young girl was full of life and loved the world. Now she hid herself away. He watched her storm back into her library not doubt to spend more hours pouring over her books and writing.
Raoul was ecstatic to bring Christine home to the Chagny estate. There he could show her the grander of her new life and erase the memories of the opera house. When the carriage pulled up Raoul jumped out and turned to help Christine out.
"Welcome to your castle little lotte." Raoul said lifting her out and turning her to show the grand house.
"Raoul it's beautiful. Our home. Just you and me." Christine said smiling.
Raoul winced Christine had never met Natalia, and on the whirlwind courtship he had never mentioned his twin sister. "Not all alone. There are the servants and Natalia." Raoul said starting to lead her into the manor.
"Who's Natalia?" Christine asked shutting out the grand hall they entered.
"My twin sister that lives here."
"You never told me about her." Christine said a little hurt.
"I'm afraid I have hid myself so well even my brother forgets about me." Natalia said then started to walk down the staircase to the couple. "Allow me to introduce myself; I am Natalia Arana De Chagny."
Christine smiled looking at her and taking in her sister in law. Natalia was dressed head to toe in black. She wore riding pants, riding boots, a long sleeved dress shirt with a velvet vest and a black scarf wrapped around her head to cover the right half of her face. Also in her hand were black riding gloves. "A pleasure to meet you viscountess Chagny." Christine nodded.
"No titles ever. I am Natalia or Talia if you prefer like my brothers do." She then turned to Raoul. "Your things have been moved to the south wing. It is more suitable for you and Christine, and you can then both avoid the north wing." She hugged him quickly. "Congratulations, and welcome home brother." She pulled back. "Alexander and I are going riding. I will be home later, but taking dinner in my chambers so as to not disturb you and Christine." Then before Raoul could say a word, she was gone.
"Avoid her why?" Christine asked.
"My sister does not like the company of people and fears hurting you with her temper."
"Why?"
"There was an accident. I do not wish to talk about it. Just stay out of the north wing unless she invites you." Raoul said taking Christine's hand and starting to walk towards the south wing.
"Also who is Alexander?" Christine asked wondering if he was more unnamed family.
"My sister's horse. The one thing she never loses her temper with."
Damage, there was so much damage. Not that he had not done a lot himself, but the mob had made it worse. Music thrown to the ground, candelabras knocked over, and furniture over turned. Nothing seemed to be untouched. They had not just hunted for him but anything valuable they could sell. This because of one foolish stunt that he knew in his heart would not work.
"I hope you are pleased with yourself." A voice said.
He turned and groaned. "Go away Daroga. Let me die in peace."
"No Erik, I refuse to let you be here alone, and I'm sure your not dying."
Erik wanted to yell at Daroga tell him he was right but all that came was. "Is she happy with him?"
"Yes. You did the right thing friend."
"For once." He mumbled.
"You paid a high price to learn a lesson about love." Nadir told him.
"What! If you love, it set it free and if it returns, it is truly yours. Well she wasn't she's Raoul's." Erik spat.
Nadir tried to remain calm. "Yes in a way, but more importantly none of us can choose when or where we will love."