Erik walked back down to the gate with Nadir. It was apparent that they were discussing her and did not wish for her to overhear them.
She picked up the small knife from the tray and occupied herself with cutting the plum into slices.
When Nadir had left, Erik rejoined her. He finished opening Nadir's parcel and laid a small ivory jar on the corner of the desk.
A fragrant herbal scent filled the room.
"Erik, what is that?"
"Something for your ankle, Comtessa. Nadir's servant is quite knowledgeable about such things. It will bring down the swelling and help the skin to heal."
"You've known him a long time, haven't you."
"Yes, Madame, too long."
There was something in his voice that made it quite clear that he did not wish to discuss his friendship with Nadir.
She held out the tray of plum slices to him.
'Have some, Erik."
He took one, though it was clear he accepted it merely to humor her.
"Now, Comtessa," he said, offering her his hand, "do you think you can make it to the settee or shall I carry you again?"
She would have liked to feel herself swept up into his strong arms again and to rest her head against his chest. But the chair was so close…
She rose and took his hand.
"I can walk, I think."
When she was seated on the settee, he knelt in front of her and she couldn't help blushing as he pushed her black skirt up to her knees.
He unwrapped the bandages from her ankle. He said nothing, but opened the ivory jar and carefully dabbed the thick salve onto her skin.
His hands were so gentle and she remembered the bruises he'd left in her arms that day she first faced him on the shadowy ruined stage.
"Why did you come back, Comtessa," he said at last, wrapping a fresh bandage securely around her ankle.
Because I am lonely…because something…right or wrong…draws me to you.
"Erik," she said softly, letting one hand rest on his shoulder, "I have news of Christine Daae."
When she saw the sudden flash of hope in his deep green eyes, she almost regretted what she must tell him.
"I had a letter from my brother. It was written months ago, but it reached us only yesterday."
She took a deep breath and forced herself to go on.
"Erik, they are married…my brother and your Christine are married now."