The twelve bells tolled loudly. Christine in her haste, rose quickly leaving the exhausted Raoul alone in the room. She fastened her nightgown and headed down the stairs. Her guilt surrounded the air...every creak sounded like words such as "whore' "trollop" "jezebel". She entered the study slowly, shutting the door behind her. To her surprise a fire was already lit, it illuminated a ghostly shadow which stood on the balcony. The shadow drifted forwards with as much dignity and grace as a deity. "My love...you have come at last."Erik said softly, his familiar figure revealed by the flame's glow, his pale white mask glistening. He moved over to a chair and gestured to it gently.
Christine approached, enchanted and mesmerized...truly a deja vu. She took a seat silently, her gaze locked on him. "What do you wish of me An-...I mean Erik..." she said somberly, trying to repress her joy at this sight.
He knelt down slowly, his face about a foot from hers, he caressed her chin gently with his hand. "My love...I had to see you before the wedding...or the funeral..." he said softly...his sharp eyes glistening. She trembled a little at his touch."Erik...there shall be no wedding...Raoul and I are married..we are overjoyed...and in...love"she said, breaking her gaze from him.
Erik darted out his hand and slowly lifted her chin so her gaze once again met his. "...'tis no use lying to me mademoiselle...I have heard you bemoaning. 'Oh my poor angel, what have I done to you abandoning you in that cursed dungeon? Poor Erik, I love you...but I love him as well...' I have heard it all my love..every word every sigh...and it has agonized me not to be at your side to comfort you." he growled quietly, a smile still upon his face. " Christine forced all emotion from her gaze. "Erik...there shall be no wedding...I am married." she said gently.
Erik laughed softly and took her hand up gently. he kissed it softly and laid it back down. "Bonne nuit my love...Bonne nuit" he said softly as he darted for the balcony. H paused for a moment and turned around "You shall look magnificent in black milady...then you shall once again don your glorious wedding dress" he said luaghing softly as he leapt from the ledge. She rose slowly and walked to the doors he exited from "Bonne nuit angel..." she whispered under her breath as she locked the doors...
she returned to her seat and let slumber's sweet grasp take hold...