Erik's days were plagued with talks of war. His nights were tormented with desires for Christine. She lay so close in his arms, and his fingers ached to remove her of the clothing that separated the two of them. His body wished to taste her and discover all of her sweet secrets. His cravings sent him fleeing from their bed.

It was on one such night he came back from his wanderings to find Christine missing. The thought of losing her sent terror through his veins, and he began running the halls trying to find her, looking for any signs of an intruder that might have taken her.

He found her sitting in his music room. He let out a sigh of relief, and she looked up at him. "I've missed you, Erik."

"I haven't gone anywhere."

"You've been gone a long time."

"You speak in riddles, woman."

"You left to go to battle, and when you returned, instead of being a man whose passion burned for music, a blood thirst warlord came home. Remind me that a good man still resides in you. Play something for me, Erik."

"Christine, it is late, and you should be asleep. Come. I will take you back to bed." Erik stretched out his hand, but Christine refused to take it.

"I will go to bed as soon as you play something for me. Please, Erik."

"One song, Christine. Then, it's back to bed." Erik took his seat and began playing, but his plans soon went to the wayside as Christine joined him by singing. Erik's mind knew Christine needed sleep, but his fingers and desires wouldn't stop. He melted one song into the next as he allowed his voice to join hers. The two voices moved through the night, making in love with each other since their bodies could not. Entwining with a passion that couldn't be denied.

In the morning, Bernard found them asleep in the music room. Plaid covered the two of them while Christine sat on Erik's lap with her head resting on his shoulder. Bernard made a small sound in amazement of finding the two of them there. Erik's arms tightened around Christine in a possessive manner, and his eyes shot open. "What?"

"They're waiting down in the hall for you."

"I'll be in there in a minute." Erik stood up, managing not to wake Christine up. He walked down to their bedroom and placed Christine on the bed. As he turned to go, a soft hand grabbed his rough one. "Don't go."

"I have to."

"Promise we'll sing again."

"Always." He bent down and kissed the gentle hand that held his. He began missing her before he ever left the room.

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"You know he loves me more, don't you?" Christine looked up from her book to see a fiery redhead standing in the door frame of the library.

"I beg your pardon?"

The redhead grew bold and took a few more steps into the library to begin running her fingers across the spines of the books. "Erik loves me more. He told me himself. The only reason that he keeps you here is to avoid trouble with his king. This marriage was never something that he wanted, but Erik has always felt very compelled to do the bidding of his king."

"Loyalty is the backbone of a strong nation."

"Let's not talk about the boring old king. It be much more fun to compare Erik's techniques in bed. It is good to have him back after being away for so long. I am sure you could use the break from Erik's harsh demands after so many months of being left alone to pleasure him."

"If you'll excuse me, I have more important things that must be tended to other than the idle chatter of old lovers." Christine left the library, holding up to the very best of her abilities. She knew what must be done and headed for the stables.

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"Please, just let me take my horse."

"Master's orders were very clear. Unless you have a proper escort, you can't have the horse. No matter the distance."

"Please, I'll have her back before Erik even notices."

"No, my lady. If you want to come back with a few men to escort you, I'd be more than happy to saddle your horse. But I have to follow Master's orders. He'd have my hide if I let you leave and anything happen."

"Fine." Christine walked off heading towards the gate. "Men and their damn loyalty." She would just have to make the trip on foot.

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A/N: Sorry I haven't updated in so long. Been short on inspiration lately. Please review.