L'amour, tordu mais vrai...
Erik watched her sleeping. He had prepared a bedroom for her under the orchestra pit weeks earlier, hardly allowing himself to hope that she would ever use it. And now she was here...so close that he could hear her near silent breathing. He reached out to stroke her silken hair, aching to be nearer his beloved Amoret.
Just then, Ayesha jumped onto his lap, purring loudly and nuzzling his chest. She meowed loudly, demanding his attention. He shushed her, petting her soft fur. "Quiet, Ayesha...she's sleeping..." he whispered, his eyes still locked on the lovely girl. Ayesha looked at him and meowed louder. Amoret stirred in her sleep, but thankfully did not awaken. Erik looked down at Ayesha, surprised at her behavior.
He decided to leave Amoret to sleep in peace, lest Ayesha awaken the sleeping girl. Erik dared not risk having the girl find him watching her. She would no doubt be terrified. And Erik would not risk losing her. He set Ayesha down and leaned carefully over Amoret. "Good night, ma chère..." he whispered, gently kissing her forehead.
***
In the morning, Amoret awoke to find a perfect red rose lying on her pillow, along with a note. She sat up and took both in her hands. She read the note, noticing it was written in a rather clumsy hand.
'Ma chère Amoret,
I have business to attend to today, and I regret that I will be away until this evening. I have food laid out for your breakfast, and there are many things in the pantry for your dinner. I ask that you do not wander out of these rooms. It is dangerous, and you could become lost. I would not have anything happen to you.
All my Love,
Erik'
Amoret smiled. He was very sweet to her. But her smile faded as she left her bed. Ayesha, the little demon, was sitting on the floor just beyond her bed. The blue eyes stared into Amoret, and Ayesha's tail was switching back and forth. "Oh, no..." Amoret murmured, looking down at the cat with foreboding. "Why couldn't Erik take you with him?" she asked the cat.
She stood carefully, her eyes not leaving Ayesha. The cat followed her movements, watching everything Amoret did as she dressed and braided her hair. Then Ayesha followed Amoret as she walked to the main room and sat at the table which held the breakfast Erik had set out. "What do you want?" Amoret demanded, feeling very put out. Then she realized that she was talking to a cat. Ayesha merely stared at Amoret, and the girl fancied she saw dislike in those blue eyes. But that was ridiculous...wasn't it?
Erik watched her sleeping. He had prepared a bedroom for her under the orchestra pit weeks earlier, hardly allowing himself to hope that she would ever use it. And now she was here...so close that he could hear her near silent breathing. He reached out to stroke her silken hair, aching to be nearer his beloved Amoret.
Just then, Ayesha jumped onto his lap, purring loudly and nuzzling his chest. She meowed loudly, demanding his attention. He shushed her, petting her soft fur. "Quiet, Ayesha...she's sleeping..." he whispered, his eyes still locked on the lovely girl. Ayesha looked at him and meowed louder. Amoret stirred in her sleep, but thankfully did not awaken. Erik looked down at Ayesha, surprised at her behavior.
He decided to leave Amoret to sleep in peace, lest Ayesha awaken the sleeping girl. Erik dared not risk having the girl find him watching her. She would no doubt be terrified. And Erik would not risk losing her. He set Ayesha down and leaned carefully over Amoret. "Good night, ma chère..." he whispered, gently kissing her forehead.
***
In the morning, Amoret awoke to find a perfect red rose lying on her pillow, along with a note. She sat up and took both in her hands. She read the note, noticing it was written in a rather clumsy hand.
'Ma chère Amoret,
I have business to attend to today, and I regret that I will be away until this evening. I have food laid out for your breakfast, and there are many things in the pantry for your dinner. I ask that you do not wander out of these rooms. It is dangerous, and you could become lost. I would not have anything happen to you.
All my Love,
Erik'
Amoret smiled. He was very sweet to her. But her smile faded as she left her bed. Ayesha, the little demon, was sitting on the floor just beyond her bed. The blue eyes stared into Amoret, and Ayesha's tail was switching back and forth. "Oh, no..." Amoret murmured, looking down at the cat with foreboding. "Why couldn't Erik take you with him?" she asked the cat.
She stood carefully, her eyes not leaving Ayesha. The cat followed her movements, watching everything Amoret did as she dressed and braided her hair. Then Ayesha followed Amoret as she walked to the main room and sat at the table which held the breakfast Erik had set out. "What do you want?" Amoret demanded, feeling very put out. Then she realized that she was talking to a cat. Ayesha merely stared at Amoret, and the girl fancied she saw dislike in those blue eyes. But that was ridiculous...wasn't it?