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Chapter 4
" Urm yes," she said quickly, " yes um, I do believe I was on it," she laughed and felt a trickle of sweat run down her back, This didn't look good.
" Indeed, I also saw a"
"Marie" said a very high voice coming from the bedroom, " Marie, I need you now,"
Marie turned to her room door; there in the tiny crack between the chain was a piercing blue eye, Christian's eye. " Marie"
He called out in the same high voice; " I need you now."
Marie hurriedly turned back to the Duke who was standing rather impatiently with his hands crossed behind his back and with
his feet slightly apart, rather like a soldier or a small school boy awaiting the cane putting on a brave face.
She sniffed sadly and sighed, acting had never been her strong point, however now was not the time to doubt herself.
" I must go Sir," she said sweetly, smiling showing her crooked, chipped teeth, " The lady in there, is my cousin, very sweet
girl, in..." she contemplated quickly," in, um, intense labour, yes, intense labour"
Seeing the Duke's face she had realised she had said the wrong thing.
" Baby?" he said slyly, " well best of luck with that to her, however she must wait, I must talk to you regarding the guest
list.
" Not now sir," she said haughtily, " I have a child in there ,a child giving birth..."
" NOW" said the Duke and grabbed her hand and clutched it painfully digging his nails into her skin, she braved herself and
looked at him, his eyes, the same greedy shade. With a whisper she uttered.
" Let go of me," she held her gaze and quickly he took off his nails. He replied with the same volume, still clutching her
hand.
" I know who is behind that door,"
" Who?" she said nervously, " apart from...Chantelle there is no-one"
He released his grip and wiped his hand on his purple waistcoat and Marie flinched at his unkindness.
" You already know." they paused and Christians intense "fake" labour pains were heard from the room, " Madame" the Duke said and stomped off the hallway.
Marie felt like crying, with hope and sorrow, she clutched the cross she wore around her neck,
" oh father, christ what am I to do?
She sighed and stopped as Christian removed the chain and opened the door.
" I have to face him Marie," said Christian in a quiet whisper with perfect diction. " He knows, I heard everything, thank god you got the cheapest crossing to England the walls are thick enough to hear down the hall." They paused. " I have to do this, you know I have to."
" Not yet" butted in Marie, " Not yet, that, that man" she spat, " is harsh and cruel and you are not here for him," she clutched his hands and held them to her chest, " you are here for your baby, your child remember, this is a quest to find the child, save the child, you are not on a quest to kill the Duke, no matter what he has done." she breathed in sharply, " he'll be back, quick, inside, now."
They spoke in whispers inside the dingy cabin.
" He'll never know you were here."
" The bloody guest list Marie."
" I forgot about that, oh why was I so stupid?"
" We were meant to be meeting him in England, not here in La France, why is he here?"
" To collect the child, I gather."
Christian suddenly sat down on the bed and placed his face in his hands.
" Marie, we are on a ship,"
"Yes Christian a ship."
" A ship, with water all around us."
" Yes the ocean, the Channel, the deep waters of hell, or the most pleasurable place all round."
" THE OCEAN MARIE, PEOPLE DROWN, PEOPLE CAN THROW...THINGS...IN...PEOPLE NEVER WOULD KNOW." he suddenly whispered, " Satine",
the baby."
Marie gasped and shuddered, she shook her head and went to the bathroom and splashed herself with freezing water from the basin, she looked up and saw a pale, wretched face covered in trickling drips of warm sweat and cold water, pools of eye liner dropped like tears and she began to cry. Not for her sake, for Christian's, and more importantly, the baby's.
" He could have come, to, to just finish this, this mess that, she left"
" he hasn't come to kill the baby," Marie said positively, though it was hopeless, it was obvious, he was going to throw it
over the side and leave it there, crying and helpless to drown. Quick and easy, the man was a vulgar genius.
" It's Satine's fault" he whispered.
" no, she said, it's, mine"
" What?" he inquired
" I told her, not to tell you, Christian"
" About what"
" The baby"
There was a pause, the baby? What? Christian shook his head, he was bewildered.
" You knew, what! you knew but I...he lover...did not?" he shook his head again and a tear dropped from his eye. " marie, why would you ever think about keeping this from me?"
" BECAUSE I KNEW SHE WAS GOING TO DIE" Marie shouted. " I NEVER WANTED YOU TO KNOW, YOU ARE JUST A LAD MY BOY, I AM AN AGED LADY."
There was a painful silence as the ship swayed and the sound of the tap dripping was heard, Christian looked frozen still and
looked his piercing blue eyes into her own, not blinking in disbelief.
Finally his voice returned to him, in a way she was relieved in another it was worse.
" Marie," he said quietly, " why wouldn't you let her tell me? what? I don't understand, because...because you thought it was "best" you refused to let her tell me? No" he stopped and looked straight at her, " Marie there is something more, you have done something haven't you, you didn't want me to know so you could do this. Satine WOULD have told me, so what did you do?"
Marie sighed and began to cry.
" YOU THINK YOU'RE IN HELL." sobbed Christian "WHY? What have you done? TELL ME, I HAVE TO KNOW, what is going on Marie"
" You weren't going to know, you found out, accidentally, oh Cristian she wanted you to know, but...but I refused I pursuaded against it, you should never have known."
" Why? WHY SHOULD I NEVER HAVE KNOWN, I AM HIS" he stopped and blushed slightly, " or HER father, I have that right, what did you do"
There was silence between them and the boat continued to sway.
" What happened of the child then?" Inquired Christian sadly ruffling his hair.
" I tried to take it, to look after it, but"
" BUT WHAT? "MARIE,"
Marie was silent; she remembered everything so clearly but wished upon every star that that memory of scars would finally heal, it seemed this was the only way.
" I, I..." her voice trailed off and tears dropped again, from both her and the man's eyes.
" Marie," he whispered coldly " what did you do?"
There was a silence once again in which Marie, said, nothing.
" MARIE?" he shouted at her and she winced but did not reply.
There was silence between them and Marie turned away from him and once again the tears fell.
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