I shyly replied to him, he pulled away after a few moments, looking me in the face. I blushed nervously. Then looked down, trying not to smile too big. Erik laughed.
"Now, shall we continue on to dinner?" He asked, I giggled, nodding. Erik took my hand and led me deeper into the labyrinth. It was quiet; I looked around, watching the flames dance at my side. It was nice. The heat of the fire warded off the cold and light up this dark dank world.
"So, what's on the dinner plan for tonight?" I asked Erik, he looked at me, smiling.
"It's a surprise." He told me, I smiled, giggling. I couldn't believe I was making him as happy as he was me. It made my heart beat with joy. I walked beside him.
"I have to stop by the lair to get something, stay here." He told me and disappeared down the corridor. I leaned against the wall, the biggest smile plastered on my face. I waited for about fifteen minutes until Erik returned with a picnic basket. I smiled at him; he walked over to me and the lead me a bit further down the way.
"My friend looked at the picture, he said it was marvelous and he'll get it in a museum of 'my' choice. What museum do you want it in?" He asked me. I shrugged.
"A good one?" I asked more than said, Erik looked at me with a raised eyebrow. I blushed and looked away.
"I'll tell him what I think." He told me, I trusted Erik's choice. We came to a stair case that faded into the darkness. I looked at him.
"I may seem like I'm in shape, but I'm not." I told him, Erik laughed.
"This is the only way up to the roof from the labyrinth." He told me, I raised an eyebrow.
"Dinner on the roof? You charming devil you." I told him. He laughed, grabbing a torch from the wall and took my hand.
"I'll carry you if I have to." He told me, I smiled, gathering my skirts and allowed Erik to take me up the steps. I didn't want a silence between the two of us. But I didn't know what to talk about. I looked at him in a type of wonder. I still wondered what was under that mask. But I knew not to take that mask off. I had allowed Christine to tell me of the horrific incident when she took his mask off.
Erik would show me when he wanted to, if he ever wanted me to know. I never would take that mask off, no matter how bad I wanted to see. It was a type of respect I felt for him. Erik caught me staring. I blushed again and looked down.
"You're curious." He said, stopping, I looked up at him, nodding. He gave a sigh, closing his eyes. He then reopened them.
"You'll see, one day. When I'm positive you won't be scared off." He told me. I nodded. I'd wait patiently then. But he would never scare me. I fought so hard for him; I wouldn't let him go because of his face. I wasn't heartless. I wasn't going to let go of him. I loved him more than anything. I nodded.
"Thank you." He told me. I smiled. We continued on to the roof, coming out of the hidden door on the roof, Erik had a table set up with candles and a lovely bouquet of red roses. I smiled, looking at him.
"It's nothing fancy, anything that would be able to withstand a few hours of standing outside, at least it isn't hot." He told me. I smiled.
"I think it's wonderful, Erik." He smiled charmingly. He led me over to the table and he pulled out the seat for me and I sat down, I really just couldn't stop smiling. Erik gave a small laugh and sat down beside me.
"Wine?" Erik asked, I smiled, nodding.
"Please." I replied. Erik poured me a glass and then one for himself, Erik took the food from the bag and served the food. I politely thanked him and took a small sip from my wine.
"You do know how to pick out wine don't you, Erik?" I asked him, I hadn't had a bad taste of wine in all the times I'd eaten a meal with Erik. He looked at me and smiled.
"Why thank you Constance." He told me proudly, I giggled some; I happily ate at my food. Erik had made us salads. I wasn't big for salads, but whatever. I didn't mind as long as I was with Erik.
Once we had finished eating, we sat on the ground, watching the stars. I cuddled closer to Erik and he wrapped his arm around me. My heart fluttered terribly. I smiled happily, blushing some.
"I remember watching the stars with my mother. She was my best friend; she died a few years ago. I miss her terribly." I told him. Erik turned and looked at me.
"Am I the first person who you've told that?" He asked, I met his eyes, realizing that he was, I nodded. He gave a hum of a reply.
"I'm not a psychologist, but that could be the source of your unsightly rage." Erik told me. I smiled some and chuckled.
"You sure sound like a psychologist." I told him, Erik laughed himself.
"I suppose so." He replied. We were quiet as we gazed up at the stars against the velvet black sky. They sparkled and winked, the moon watched us solemnly and quietly, continuing its silent, humble vigil over the world.
"To be honest, I've never seen a more beautiful night." I said quietly. Erik turned his attention to me and nodded.
"I agree, Miss O'Rally." Then his face got serious. "You've freed me Constance." He told me. I looking up, meeting his eyes in curiosity. He looked at peace.
"From what?" I asked him. He was being quiet. I looked at him and waited for him to tell me.
"As you know, I haven't had the best past." He told me, looking away from me. I leaned forward some, trying to look him in the face; he then looked back at me. He reached up and brushed his fingers across my cheek I smiled and closed my eyes, relishing in the feeling.
"My entire life I've been told that I could never be loved and that I was destined to be alone forever. You were right. Sometimes, the angels aren't as obvious as they should be. " He finished. I smiled, opening my eyes to look at him. He took out his watch and frowned, he snapped it shut and stood.
"I should get you home, Constance, it's late." He told me. I frowned myself; Erik offered me his hand to help me up. I took his hand and he helped me up gently. Walking across the roof, I took in one last glance at the night sky. Erik opened the door and allowed me to go through first. I looked down at the steps. They disappeared into the darkness again, and seemed oh so intimidating. Erik touched my shoulder and brought me back into the real world. I smiled at him and went down the stairs.
We walked in silence once more, I thought about how amazing my luck was. Erik was the first man that I actually loved to love me back. It took him a little while, but it still happened, I smiled at the thought. Giving a content sigh I walked on, taking step after step, Erik beside me the entire time, holding my hand so I don't fall.