Emily's POV
"Time for bed ma Cherie." I said walking into the music room.
"Mama, listen!" She squeaked excitedly.
"What is it dear?" She climbed up to the piano bench and pressed a few notes. "That's beautiful dear."
"Wait mommy, hear this." I sighed and sat at the bench next to her. As she pressed a few more notes and hummed a small tune I thought about how much she looked and acted like him. Her face looked almost exactly like mine but her hair and eyes were his.
She also had his musical talent. Ever since she heard me singing in the music room, which was where she spent most of her time. Christophe and I wanted to get her piano lessons when she got a little older. Even though she was so young though, she was an amazing singer and loved trying to mimic songs she heard on the piano.
"Did you like it Mama?" I smiled and took her in my arms.
"It was beautiful dear. Where did you hear it?" She pulled away from me and smiled.
"I heard it in here." She said placing a finger on the top of her head. She smiled wickedly and jumped back into my arms.
"You did?" She nodded and I picked her up. "Let's get you into your night gown." She looked at me sadly as I took her out of the music room.
"I'm not sleepy." I smiled and placed her on the ground when we reach her room.
"If you want to play on the piano tomorrow you need your rest." She sighed and let me put on her night gown.
"Mama, when is Papa coming home?" She asked as I tucked her into bed. I sighed and shook my head.
"Jacqueline I have to tell you something dear." She sat up in bed and starred at me. "Papa can't come home."
"Why?" She asked innocently.
"Papa is sleeping, and he will be asleep for a long time." She sighed.
"But he will come back when he wakes up?" I shook my head.
"Papa can't wake up. He is in a deep, deep sleep. When people fall asleep like that they stay asleep." She sighed.
"So Papa not coming home?" I sighed.
"No, but don't worry he is safe." She nodded.
"So no more Papa?" I nodded.
"No more Papa." She started to cry a little.
"I'm sorry dear." I hugged her tightly. "Would you like for me to sing to you?" She nodded and lay down.
Think of me,
Think of me fondly,
When we've said good-bye,
Remember me,
Once in a while,
Please promise me you'll try,
When you find that once again you long,
To take your heart back and be free,
If you ever find a moment,
Spare a thought for me.
She smiled softly. "Where did you learn that song Mama?" I kissed her head.
"When I was younger I lived in the Paris Opera House for a little while." She bolted upright.
"Really?" I laid her back down.
"Yes. I learned that song while I lived there."
"You sing very pretty Mama." I smiled.
"Thank you ma Cherie. Now go to sleep." She smiled and closed her big topaz eyes. I stood up and walked out of the room leaving her door cracked. I went upstairs to my own room and changed into my nightgown. Hopefully Jacqueline wouldn't keep asking for her father.
Erik's POV
I rode all through the night not stopping for anything. I was determined to find my Emily, and my daughter Jacqueline. What a beautiful name, as I rode I wondered what she looked like. Did she have her mother's eyes and her beautiful brown hair?
The child no doubt had great musical abilities, most likely taking after her mother in singing, and hopefully after me in other musical heights. After hours of riding I soon found it was dawn. I had finally reached Versailles, it was a rich city. Many of the houses were large and garish.
I found a man, by his appearance he was most likely a drunk, walking down the street. "Sir." I called as I led Ceaser to a halt. He looked up at me. "Do you by any chance know where the de Devereux family lives?"
He looked at me for a moment. "Perhaps, it would be nice if you had something to refresh my memory though." I knew something like this would happen. I pulled out a few franks and handed them over.
"Not much but you seem to be in a hurry. They live up the road a ways the largest mansion at the end. Can't miss it." He said before walking away.
"Allez garçon." Ceaser began to trot. Hopefully Emily wouldn't turn me away before I can see my daughter.
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Allez garçon- Go boy