3rd Person
Emily woke Jacquie and got her dressed. Lately Mama was acting silly. Jacquie didn't quite understand it. Mama was especially weird around Erik and even though Jacquie just met him it was like they already knew each other.
Jacquie loved his music and it felt like she had heard it before. Mama also seemed to love his music too. And Madame Giry seemed very nice so far. Once Jacquie was dressed they went down to eat breakfast.
"Mama,"
"Yes dear."
"Where are all servants? I want orange juice." Emily giggled.
"Dear there are no servants here. Meg can you pass the orange juice please?" Meg handed Emily the orange juice and Jacquie waited for her mother to pour it in her cup. "Thank you Meg." She poured the juice and handed the cup to her daughter.
"Thank you Mama."
"Oh Emily I can't get over how adorable she is."
"Thank you. She is quite a charming child. Meg! What is that?!" Emily said mesmerized the large diamond on Meg Giry's left ring finger.
"Oh this?" She asked. "It's well, Emily I'm engaged!"
"That's great! To who?" She smiled.
"He's a baron, Baron de Basque."
"Basque! Really that's great Meg. I know the Baron, he has done bissiness with Christophe before. I'm also friends with his elder sister Valery. She is so nice."
"You've met them! Valery is the kindest but how wonderful is the Baron? He is so kind to me."
"You love him don't you?" Emily asked.
"Very much." The girls sighed and looked at Madame Giry.
"When do rehearsals start?" Emily asked.
"About thirty minutes from now." Madame Giry said taking the empty plates from the table.
"Perhaps we should leave now."
"Yay! Go see Ewik!"
"Who is that?" Meg asked Emily. Emily thought for a moment. She didn't want to lie to her friend.
"He is a-um a friend of mine."
Emily's POV
"Oh is he going to be at the opera?" I nodded. "Oh I'd love to meet him he is obviously good friends with little Jacqueline here."
"No!" Madame Giry and I said simultaneously. Meg looked at her mother then at me.
"Why?" She asked confused.
"He doesn't like people very much." She nodded confused still.
"Oh alright. Well we better get going." I picked Jacqueline up and grabbed my purse.
"Ready Cherie?" I asked Jacqueline. She nodded and we walked out the door. "I have a carriage would you like to take that?" I asked the Girys who were behind me.
"Well if that's alright with you Mama." Meg asked Madame Giry.
"That's fine." She said. I called for my carriage and once it arrived we got in and headed for the Opera Populaire. Once we arrived we got out of the carriage. It was beautiful just like I remembered it. It was like walking in for the first time.
I entered and saw people running everywhere. "Emily I trust you can find him on your own. Meg and I are going to rehearsals."
"Alright, I do want to see my father first though." She nodded and went to the stage with Meg. Jacqueline's tiny hand held mine tight as a group of people walked by. "Dear are you alright? You've been so shy around people lately.
"I fine Mama." She said holding her arms out. I picked her up.
"Are you sure? Do the people scare you?"
"Not all of them. I like Meg. We danced." I smiled.
"You like to dance?" She nodded. "Come on dear lets go find my Papa." She looked at me confused.
"You have a Papa?" I giggled.
"Yes dear he is your grandpapa." She smiled. I set her back down and we walked to the stage.
"Juliet your pirouette must be perfect!" I heard Madame Giry scold a ballet girl. We walked on stage and instantly the ballet girls stop rehearsing and crowed Jacqueline and I. Thousands of questions and girlish squeals echoed around the stage.
"Ello! Must they make such noise? Stupid little rats! Piangi! Must they be like this?" I heard a familiar voice. I didn't care since she wasn't being her usual annoying self. "Who brought the little brat anyway? She is an ugly child, not like me. Ha!" She laughed. I picked Jacqueline up and stormed over to the Prima Donna.
"Excuse me?" She gave me a look.
"There is the thing now."
"What did you call my daughter? You are a foul woman! Insulting children you should be ashamed of yourself!"
"And who are you?" I put Jacqueline down calmly. Once I turned my attention to back to Carlotta I lost my temper.
"I am Comtesse Emily de Devereux and you Madame have just insulted my daughter! If I wanted to I could have my father, Richard Firmin fire you! Even better I could buy this whole opera from him and have you out on the streets! I have so much influence in France that you wouldn't even be able to set foot in another opera house ever again! You should watch out because her father could punish you in ways you cannot imagine! Now Madame Carlotta, I insist that you apologies to my daughter right now!"
The toad looked at me shocked I was so livid that I had almost slapped her. She hesitantly walked over to Jacqueline. She kneeled down so she was at her level. "Mademoiselle I apologies for what I said about you."
"I forgive you." Jacqueline said innocently. Carlotta stood and apologized to me.
"It better not happen again." I said sternly. She practically bowed and went back to rehearsals. I picked my Jacqueline up, wait my Jacqueline? She is mine but I'm starting to sound like Erik. Protective I decided. I stroked her hair and kissed her head.
"Are you sure Monsieur Garnier?" I froze and looked at Jacquie. I turned around and saw a familiar man standing there.