a/n: A few changes: I realized "complete" means all the chapters have been uploaded. Silly me. I thought "complete" simply meant "previously-written." Also, Eric has been changed to "Eric" and I'm now searching for a beta. Would anyone be interested? If so, my email is and I would very much appreciate it.
Oh, and I do not own Phantom of the Opera.
Entering The Lion's Ballroom
Inside the apartment, the cold fell into my eyes, and everything I saw was too beyond me to feel apart of. I felt that such a horribly clear vision would lead my heart to feel as much pain as did my eyes. It was the phenomena known only at another vigil— that of my father.
I could not cry despite the agitation of my soul. My soul itself seemed to float out of my head and above me, till I was a corpse walking up the main staircase with The Persian at my side.
Darius was a quiet man, as ashamed of his life as he was quiet. He was as Eric had once told me: a self-made untouchable. He did not shake my hand when he met me, nor did he look at me as we walked up the staircase. Only when we came to the closed but busily opened door did he speak again.
"He is a man," Darius said, looking at me both finally and carefully with his dark eyes.
"I know," I said, not knowing if he was referring to sex or species.
"Does your husband know you're here?" He asked.
I nodded my head. "He knows."
His Persian eyes wandered on. "You are a curious woman, Madame. I fear what he will tell you in there. He has a gift for spelling you most of us all."
I took a moment to respond.
"Yes, but whatever he tells me, I will still live and he will still die. It is his dying wish, and I don't have a right to take that away from him."
Taking Erik's ring from my pocket, I held it for Darius to see. "He wants to be buried beneath the Opera."
"Very well," Darius said. Waiting until the final nurse left the awaited room, he turned the doorknob and held the door open for me. Bowing as he had not before, he seemed to admire some kind of foreseen bravery, as if I were going to dance with lions.
Please R&R. I would like constructive criticism very much.