Erik

As I sat in the carriage I started to worry; what if this man was trying to split Christine and I up? What If we weren't going to an estate? What if this man was lying and he was trying to take Christine away from me? If that was the case I would never allow him. I promised myself I would never let anything happen to her, and I intended on keeping it until the day I died.

I looked towards Christine, and when I did she slid closer to me.

"How do you feel about this, little Mademoiselle?"

"I feel fine about this Dearest. But, how do you feel?" She asked

I parted my lips slightly and sighed.

"I-I'm not sure Christine...I'm only looking out for you."

I looked away as there was no reply from her.

I closed my eyes and inhaled deeply, then exhaled in an attemptto calm myself down.

"Don't worry dearest, everything will be alright."

She then placed her hand upon mine, and my heart returned to its normal pace.

"I hope so Christine."

Some time must have passed, for when the coach came to an abrupt halt my eyes flew open.

"You fell asleep, dearest." Christine spoke.

I looked down and noticed her hand was still entwined with mine.

My head shot up as the carriage door opened, it was Monsieur De Chagny.

"Children, we have arrived," the man announced after clearing his throat.

"Come on, boy."

He helped me to stand up, then to exit the carriage.

I fell back in the wheelchair which was waiting just outside the carriage and

looked up towards the door to see Christine jump out just behind us.

"Come along Christine." The man said.

We now stood in front of the massive oak doors. Monsieur De Chagny pushed the doors open with a steady force, then returned to pushing the chair inside.

Inside waiting there was an important, elegant looking woman.

Beside her was a boy who was nearly as tall as the woman, blonde hair and dressed well.

And finally beside the older boy was another boy who was probably no older than Christine. He was the spitting image of the older one.

The older woman came forward. The two other boys stood perfectly still in place.

"Hello children, I am the Countess De Chagny."

She turned to the two boys.

"This is my eldest son Philippe."

The boy bowed his head.

"And my youngest, Raoul."

He did the same as his brother.

"Children, introduce yourselves."

I spoke first.

"Bonjour Madame, my name is Erik."

She squinted her eyes and pouted.

"Erik...what?"

"Mulheim, Madame. Erik Mulheim."

"Very good, and who is this little one?"

I turned my head to see Christine emere from behind Monsieur De Chagny.

"Well, speak girl."

"Bonjour Madame. My name is Christine Daaé"

"That is a very pretty name," she said after a few seconds of silence.

"You Children aren't related in any way I take it?"

"No, Madam. Not at all."

"Very well. Philippe Darling, go and take Erik to his room."

"Yes mother." The older boy said, moving from his stationary position to behind me.

"And Christine. You come along with me."

"Yes Madame."

Soooo...long time no see, sorry for not updating earlier. I swear I'll start updating more consistently in a couple of weeks, I have just been concentrating on studying for exams.

Please R&R and I'll see you all next chapter.

BETA: QueenBtchOfTheUniverse.