Come What May Disclaimer:See chapter 1

Satine held Christian tightly the whole way to the estate. She had become worried when Christian had gone totally numb as soon as James had told him the news. She was sure he hadn't heard the rest of what James had said. He just stared straight ahead the whole time. James was saying something in the back-ground. Something about the servants being glad about Christian's return. But neither Christian or Satine were really listening.

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A Month Later....

Satine had started to grow quite comfortable in her new surroundings. Christian, true to his word, had gotten her the best doctor he could afford, and this one had been much better than the one she had gotten back at the Moulin Rouge. With the doctors treatments and plenty of rest, Satine was slowly recovering from the consumption that surely would have killed her had she not left with Christian that night a month ago.

Now, the two were busy planning for their upcoming nuptuals. "I'd like to keep it to just family and close friends, if that's alright," Christian said. Satine smiled. "Then you realize that Harry and all the Diamonds from the Moulin Rouge will becoming. After all, they were my family," she answered. Christian nodded. "That means Toulouse and the other Bohemians come as well," he said. "Just so long as you-know-who isn't around," she agreed.

"What about flowers? What kind would you like?" he asked. Satine had to think for a moment on this one. "Roses for my boquete," she said, finally. "And peonies. Lots and lots of peonies to decorate the hall," she said. "Is that all the decoration you want?" Christian asked. Satine nodded. "Yeah." "It's all set then," he replied. "Go ahead and get started writing up the invitations to our friends in Montmatre. I'm going to go make arangements with the priest, alright?" Satine nodded, going to get some of the stationary Christian had bought for her.