Crystal sat in bed. She looked at herself and saw that someone had bandaged up her wounds. Her mind slowly drifted back to the night before. Thinking hard she remembered that Sebastian had wanted her to meet up with him agian but she wasn't going to go back for another lashing that quickly.
She decided that she wanted to get up now and practice on her violin some. She could tell Erik wans't home because the rustling of him walking around or the music that haunted the lair when he needed to express deep emotions didn't seem to reach her ears at all. standing up and walking over to the other side of the room, she quickly gathered her violin and walked back over sitting on the bed before she came dizzy from so much movement. 'I wonder where that man went anyways.' She thought then began to play but after a while she stopped agian thinking of Erik. 'I can't stop thinking about why Erik wouldn't let me see under his mask. Did he know me in the past and doesn't want me to know who he is? Or is he a criminal that is some kind of Phycotic murder!' She shook the idea's from her head senslessly hoping for them to stop and not re-enter her train of thought.
She was just about to begin playing again when a clicking noise echoed softly from outside of the room. Standing Crystal left the room to investigate. Peering around the corner with the precision of a master artist working on a painting that had taken many a year to construct she noticed that Erik had come home. Her breath caught in her thoat and she wondered why. Because he was smiling. He was actually smiling one of those truly happy and satisfied smiles. 'Was he with a woman while he was absent?' Her heart seemed to sink to her ankles at that minute and she couldn't tell why.
She caught some tears before they fell and hindered a small sobbing breath as she quickly entered the room. She wasn't sure why she felt like this but she knew that she had some devoid feelings towards Erik or she wouldn't be. Of corse the thought that she was wrong popped in her head too. She wouldn't cry. Not even if he had been. It's not like they were intimate or anything. Just being attracted to someone doesn't mean your in love with them or they are in love with you.
With her emotions hidden she heard a knock at the door. It was Erik. "Come in." She said, now deciding that feelings shouldn't get in the way anymore and no matter what happened she wouldn't let her feelings control her. Bad things happened when she did.
Erik came into the room with a bit of pep in his step as his cloak flowed brilliantly behind him. A smiled spread across his face as he knelt down and kissed her hand. "Mademoiselle, would you please accompany me to the great masked ball tonight after the opera preformance. It is to greet the new manager Monsueir Fascade. I haven't been to one in a very long time and with a mask you can hind your face causing no attention to yourself. I'm sure you'll be asked by many to dance and it will help you feel better since you seemed so distant yesterday." He said in a voice that showed he had more than just dancing planned for that night. There was a purpose for going to this ball. A task he needed to complete.
Crystal nodded and sighed looking down. "I would kind Monsuier but I'm afriad I can not. I have no dress to wear that adones a mask." She replied.
Erik thought for a moment and nodded standing up. "Yes you do, the red and black corset dress Mademoiselle. I have a plenty of masks for you to borrow." He said and strode out of the room. "Madame Giry said for you to come to her room. She will have a warm bath and meal for you there. I will fetch you up there in 2 hours time. I suggest you take you dress with you and I will bring the mask when i come." He finished and left the room leaving the girl speechless as she grabbed her things.
