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Anyway heres chapter 6

Chapter 6 "Opera Populaire"

Christine woke up to Raoul carrying her up the long staircase. The light stung her eyes as they past the huge bay window. When they got to their bed Raoul laid her down gently on the white pillows. He pulled the light blue blankets over her, still not realizing that she was awake. As he turned to leave Christine grabbed his hand. He gasped as he shot his head back around to see who had scared him.

"Oh Raoul I didn't mean to scare you"

" It's fine darling, what did you want?"

"I have been thinking about the Opera house lately," Raoul had a worried look on his face. Christine continued "Since Er-- The Phantom is supposed to be dead could we rebuld it?" Raoul sat down on the bed beside her and grabbed her hand.

"Oh my Little Lotte, I will think about it. But can you imagine how hard it will be to just get past all the memories of the place?"

"I know darling but I really do want to do this" Raoul sighed and then replied

"Alright we will start to reconstruct the old Opera house. I will talk to Misouer Firmen and ask how much he would like to sell it for." Christine smiled and hugged Raoul. She couldn't believe that he would do this for her.

"But darling how are you feeling?" Raoul asked seeming very worried. To Christine's surprise the potion Erik had given her worked very well.

"I feel fine. Almost as if I were not sick at all"

"Well just rest for now, and If you this way later you my get up from bed." Christine sighed and then laid back on the pillows.

"If I must stay here, will you at least give me something to do I am terribly board."

"Would you like to write to Meg, I'm sure she is very lonely all by her self in London."

"Alright," Raoul handed her some paper and a pen from the drawer next to his bed.

"Here darling." He handed her the paper then continued, "If you need anything Marie is right down stairs. I will be out, down town with Andre and Firmen discussing the Opera house."

"Thank you so much, you don't know how much this means to me."

"Anything for you my Lotte" with that Raoul smiled and left the room. Christine looked down at the paper and pen she was holding then wrote:

My dearest Meg,

I hope you are having fun in London, I'm so happy that you have found a place that brings out your true talents, especially The Musioue De La Nuit Opera. It must be quite an honor to be able to work there. Raoul and I live in the country now, we moved here about 4 months ago. It is very quiet and beautiful, but very isolated. Oh, Raoul and I are hoping to buy the Opera house and fix it up. I am very excited; maybe when we are done rebuilding it you can come and see it. I miss you a lot.

Your very best friend,

Vicomtess Christine De Chany

Christine sat the paper down by her bedside then walked over to the huge window in her bedroom. She sat down in the red velvet chair and watched her husband leave in his carriage. The white Lippizaners trotted down the street picking up dust and dirt with their hooves.