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After the Countess removed her hand off of Erik's thigh some of his nervousness calmed down. He then saw the Countess get to her feet and motion Erik to follow her. He did as he was told and walked with her down the long dark hallway. When they came to a dining room, the Countess had a seat in her throne and motioned Erik to take a seat across from her. When he was seated, the Countess smiled at him making him even more nervous than he already was. He watched at she motioned a guard to come over to her and when one did she whispered into his ear. Once the guard left the Countess glanced over at Erik full of such happiness.

"Tell me my young prince, have you ever made love to a woman?"

Erik didn't know what to say to that sort of question. He knew that if he said yes it would be a disgrace to him as playing the part as prince. He learned years ago that most prince's were banned from making love to a woman until they got married. He didn't want to say no either because he knew that the Countess would probably want to get him laid for sure by some wench or worse herself. After feeling the warmth of her hands touching his leg he knew that she wanted his body and soul for sure.

"No my Countess I have not."

Hearing this made the Countess smile so devilishly at him causing Erik to look away and have second thoughts about what he just said.

"Well have I got a huge surprise for you my young prince."

Just then the doors of the dining room opened and Erik turned when heard the familiar voice of Christine screaming. When he looked at her he saw the guard handling her violently as she kicked and screamed. How badly he wanted to stop it but he knew that it was best to just stay quiet as if he didn't care. When the guard sat her in a chair beside Erik he began to tie her arms and legs to it so that she couldn't get loose. The Countess snarled at Christine as she gave her a dirty look.

"This my prince is Christine the little song bird. She'll be the guinea pig in your lessons here at the palace."

Erik looked over at Christine and knew that she didn't notice him with all the makeup on his face.

"Go ahead my prince the first lesson in how to treat a lady is respect. Go ahead and introduce yourself to her."

Erik turned to face Christine once more and was about to open his mouth to speak to her when Christine interrupted him.

"Speak to me and I'll hurt you so much that you won't be able to speak for a week."

This made Erik nervous so he just turned away and didn't even speak a word.

"Don't be so cruel to him you little song bird."

Before Erik could speak his dinner was sat down in front of him switching the subject completely. He wasn't that hungry anymore and the scent of the food was making his stomach churn in agony. The Countess however continued her lesson without any hesitation what so ever.

"Next lesson my prince. A real gentleman always cuts the lady's meat."

Erik looked over at Christine's plate and reached across her arm for a knife when she reached over and grabbed it first slicing it over the top of Erik's hand causing him to yell in agony and turn away.

"She cut me Countess."

This had made the Countess very angry as she watched Erik wrap his bleeding hand in a napkin.

"Next lesson my love, every lady deserves punishment when punishment is needed."

"What?" questioned Erik as he finished wrapping his hand in the napkin.

"Punish the bitch! She hurt you so hurt her back!"

Erik had never laid a hand on Christine before and he just couldn't start now. He had promised himself years ago that he would jump off the highest train bridge before ever lying a hand on his beloved angel of music. He couldn't refuse though because if he did the Countess would surly suspect something. If he did hit her though the force from his hands could make her bleed. Erik had learned years ago that his hands were not to be taken lightly. Sometimes hitting himself for some of things he did caused himself to bleed. Instead of hitting her, Erik pushed her chair hard causing it to flip over and have Christine land on her back still attached to the chair. It hadn't hurt her which is exactly what Erik wanted and it got the point across.

"Not bad my young prince, but next time go for the face."

After saying that, the Countess snapped her fingers and the guards came to Christine's aid and untied her. The Countess got to her feet and motioned Erik to follow her down the hallway. Once they got to another room with a piano in it the Countess motioned Erik to have a seat at the piano and after he did the guards sat Christine down beside him.

"Go ahead and play my young prince." said the Countess as she sat down on her throne.

Erik wasn't sure what to play. He couldn't play what he wanted to play which was Don Juan because Christine would surly know that it was him for sure. He knew that it was best that she didn't know who he was at least not until he thought of a plan to save her. Instead he decided to play the most simplest song possible, a song that he hated for the life of him, a song that he began to play as a boy to learn the piano. Beethoven's fifth symphony was so easy to play and sometimes Erik wondered why he became so famous. His symphonies were nothing more to him than child's play. As Erik began to play it, he looked over at Christine as she sat there in silence.

"Sing for him Christine."

Hearing this made Christine's blood boil. She didn't bother doing as she was told and stayed quiet as Erik still played. The Countess then stopped Erik from playing and approached Christine with such anger.

"You will play for him!"

"No! I promised my husband that I would play for him and him only."

This made Erik so happy inside to know that she was keeping her promise to sing for him and him only. He would have thought Christine to break her promise to satisfy the Countess but was surprised that she was keeping it.

"You will sing for him or else I'll see to it that you're never able to sing ever again."

When Christine didn't open her mouth to sing, the Countess got to her feet and walked over to the door.

"Keep your song bird company for a while so I can shut down the palace for the night."

When the Countess left, Erik began to play the piano again as Christine sat beside him as quiet as can be.

"You can play that piano all you want but by God I will not sing for the likes of you."

Erik kept playing and was surprised to hear Christine speaking to him with her beautiful voice that he loved more than anything in the world.

"I respect what you're doing. You made your husband a promise and that's a promise that I respect."

Christine's eyes widened at this statement and smiled at him.

"I'm surprised that you don't hate me for not singing to you. I'm sorry for hurting you back in the dining room."

"I would have done the same thing if a stranger reached for my dinner knife too. I'm the prince of Persia by the way."

"You're handsome and deserve better than the Countess."

Erik laughed at Christine's statement and stopped playing to face his beloved angel of music.

"Oh for God sakes I'm not with the Countess. I'm here taking lessons on how to treat women is all. What are you doing here? You're a nice girl, where is your husband?"

"Dead I suppose. I really do miss him ever so much but….but he was shot at by the guards and pulled away on his own horse. The last time I saw him he was bleeding so badly that it be a miracle if he survived. What I wouldn't give to have been able to make love to him one last time. Erik was the notes to my music, the sun to my morning, the inspiration of my voice, he was apart of me and that evil woman kidnapped my child and I to come live here."

"You have a child?"

"Yes a daughter and she's probably very scared at the moment. How I would love to have her in my arms at this very moment."

"I have my way with the Countess and I shall keep her safe for you."

Erik saw Christine's eyes light up at his offer, and couldn't help but hug him. It felt good to have her arms wrapped around him once more, but the pain of her squeezing him was driving him to want to scream. When she let go he sighed in relief and bowed before him.

"Please Madam don't treat me like a king. I said that I'll keep your daughter safe and I will because I think you're very kind."

Before Christine could even thank Erik, the Countess came back into the room and motioned him to follow her. As he walked out of the room he noticed the guards take control of Christine once more making him very angry. As the Countess and Erik walked in the hallway he could only wonder what was going to happen next. When they got to a closed door, the Countess opened it and motioned Erik to follow her. Inside was a large bedroom with a dresser and wardrobe with a great view of the palace from the window.

"You my love can sleep in here. There are two large bedrooms in this palace and this is one of them."

"And what's the other one?"

"My room of course."

"I can't accept this room."

"Oh nonsense my love but if you insist you could always come and stay with me in my room."

Erik knew that he needed to stop giving the Countess chances to insinuate her love on him and by denying his bedroom was a good way of doing it. The last thing he wanted was to be lying in a bed with pink sheets with the Countess.

"No this room will be perfect thank you."

As Erik walked over to his dresser he began to get undressed because he thought that the Countess was long gone. It wasn't only until he had his shirt unbuttoned did he notice her standing behind him. He wanted to know what on earth she wanted and why she was still hanging around the room. He felt her wrap her long old arms around his waist making immediately nervous to her touch.

"Is there something I can help you with Countess?"

"Yes my dress."

Erik immediately backed up and turned to the Countess.

"Excuse me Madam Countess?"

"Erik my love you know that I know how you feel about me. You're a virgin and so I think me giving myself to you would be the right thing to do."

Erik didn't know what to say to her offer. He sure didn't want to go to bed with her and now he wasn't sure what was going to happen. He had never made love to anyone but Christine and always wondered what it would be like to make love to someone besides Christine but after marrying her that urge faded away. Never in all of his thirty eight years of life had anyone come onto him like the Countess was doing. Funny how a little bit of makeup could change a person's thoughts about someone. God only knows what would happen if he wasn't wearing the makeup. He had to switch the subject and fast and the best way to do it was bringing up Christine.

"Countess, may I ask something of you?"

"Yes my love."

"The song bird told me that she has a daughter and I was wondering if maybe you could teach me how to treat children as well as women. It would come in handy just incase I wanted to have a few someday."

"Yes that is a great idea. Tomorrow I shall make sure that Clorinda is at your side from now on. She will be Countess someday and it could be useful for her to know how to treat a prince."

Erik switching the subject had only lasted for a few moments because the Countess tried to once again come onto him, but Erik backed away again.

"Please Countess I hardly know you enough to lie with you. In my country we get to know each other first."

The Countess immediately backed off and smiled at Erik in complete understanding.

"As you wish my young prince. I shall leave you for the night, I shall see you in the morning."

When the Countess left, Erik locked the door behind her and walked back over to the dresser and wrung a cloth out in a basin of water. His face had begun to hurt so much from the makeup being on it that it was a relief to have it come off. Once all the makeup was washed away, Erik looked at himself in the mirror to see that his distorted flesh was red and irritated. After changing into something more comfortable, Erik lied himself down on the bed and tried to sleep. He mostly tossed and turned all night long because his flesh was causing him so much pain. The makeup made his face irritated but he needed to wear it for the sake of his safety. All he could think about was Christine. He loved her so much that all he wanted to do was make love to her and hold her beauty in his arms once more. Early the following morning Erik awoke and dressed himself in his daily attire before walking over to the dresser and applying the makeup to his irritated flesh once more. Just as he was finishing up a knock occurred at the door and when he answered it he saw that it was a guard.

"Breakfast time Monsieur."

Erik nodded, and shut his bedroom door before walking to the dining room to find the Countess and Christine sitting there waiting for him. Christine was tied down to the chair once again like she was the night before. As Erik took his seat the Countess smiled at him with her disgusting expression as she did the day before.

"Good morning my prince."

"Same to you Countess."

"Sleep well?"

"Yes thank you."

As Erik looked over at Christine he smiled at her causing her to smile back.

"Good morning Christine."

"Good morning prince."

As their breakfast's were sat down in front of them Erik waited until the Countess began to eat and wasn't looking so he could untie Christine's hands so she could eat in peace. After untying her hands he cut her pancakes for her without her attempting to hurt him and continued to eat his breakfast. It was awkward being silent for a change but it was better than the Countess starting up another one of her sex conversations again. After breakfast was over and done with Erik followed the Countess into the music room and had a seat at the piano where Christine was forced to sit beside him. Seconds later a guard brought in Clorinda who immediately ran to her mother and hugged her. Seeing this made Erik so happy. How badly he wanted to hug the both of them as well but knew that it was best if he kept up his prince act.

"Now my prince keep your song bird and child tamed while I go have a meeting with some special guests. I'll be back later to have a talk with you my love."

Once the Countess left Erik sat at his piano watching Clorinda and Christine spend some well needed time together. As he began to play Christine came and sat beside him as Clorinda napped on the floor a few feet away.

"Thank you prince. You don't know how much my daughter means to me."

"I think I do and I'm sure your husband would appreciate it too."

"So do you have a mate?"

"you mean a princess?"

"Sure."

"No, I don't that's why I'm in the palace. Once I learn how to treat a lady I shall return to Persia and look for the special one. To be honest I think that anyone who has your little hand should treat you like a princess. You're beautiful and I hope you know it."

"My husband thinks the same. For reuniting my daughter with me I shall sing for you."

This had made Erik very angry. She had promised to sing for him and him only and now she was going to sing for who she thought was a prince.

"No, you promised your husband that you would sing for him and him only. You shouldn't break your promise."

"But what you did for me was great and if you want to hear me sing than I shall sing for you."

"Your husband wouldn't want you to sing for me."

"He would have wanted me to move on."

Erik's blood boiled at the thought of this and continued to play. Seconds later Christine began to sing causing such beauty to make his spirit soar once again. How beautiful her voice was and hearing it made him so happy.

"You're a great pianist. My husband played just as beautifully as you did."

"Anyone can be a great pianist with lots of practice."

Christine smiled and spent the remainder of the day in Erik's company. That night, the Countess returned to the music room to talk with Erik as Christine and Clorinda were taken away once more. When Erik and the Countess were alone again the Countess sat beside Erik at the piano.

"You're doing a great job my prince. Treating women kindly isn't hard for you at all."

"No my Countess and I appreciate what you're doing for me."

The Countess placed her hand on Erik's thigh once more and this time ran her hand deeper into it than the last time she did it. Erik closed his eyes and tried not to think about what she was doing to him but couldn't help but feel her hands getting close to his manhood.

"What would you say If I were to offer to be your queen?"

"I'd say that's a nice offer but I couldn't possibly give you that."

The Countess's grip squeezed on Erik's thigh causing pain to enter his body. He needed to say something and fast.

"No I mean I couldn't give you that because I'm a virgin and for me to sleep with someone as experienced as you would be an embarrassment. Pleasuring my queen is all that matters to me. I just think that maybe we shouldn't commit to anything until I become more experienced."

The Countess immediately shot up out of her seat and agreed.

"Yes, Yes that's correct my love. Your love is going to make it all better I promise you!"

She then took Erik by the hand and led him down the hallway until they got to a closed door and before opening it she turned to Erik.

"You will make love to Christine."

"What?"

"You heard me my love. You will make love to Christine that way you get experienced and she is my slave and can't deny you anything. Don't try to fool me either because by morning I want there to be blood on the sheets. She isn't a virgin but you are and so don't hold back from pleasuring yourself no matter how hard you want it."

Erik was speechless as the Countess opened the door and pushed Erik inside. Christine was sitting on the windowsill until she noticed the Countess standing there.

"You will make love to the prince and you will do it the way he wants it no matter how hard."

The Countess then slammed the door shut leaving Christine and Erik alone at last. Erik had a seat at the end of her bed and turned away from her. Seconds later Christine came and had a seat beside him and began to kiss him. Erik backed away and looked at her confused.

"What are you doing Christine?"

"Kissing you, what does it look like I'm doing?"

"I'm not making love to you, you have a husband."

"He's dead now and he would have wanted me to move on. The Countess wants you to make love to me and that's what I want you to do."

"What? Why? You don't even know me."

"You're handsome and I'm beginning to love you."

This broke Erik's heart for his Christine was falling for someone who wasn't even real. As she began to kiss him again all his hate towards her at the moment went away leaving just his beloved Christine lying there with him. As they continued kissing, Christine began to unbutton his shirt causing him to get aroused by her touch. Once his clothes were off Erik began to undress his beautiful angel of music. The room was in darkness and as they pulled the covers up over them he felt Christine begin to thrust hard onto him causing such pain to enter his body. He immediately stopped her before she either hurt him or herself.

"What are you doing Christine?"

"The Countess wants blood."

"No, make love to me Christine, this is not sex it's making love."

At that moment, Erik flipped over onto his angel and began to run kisses down her neck as he gently thrusted into his angel of music. As he did, Christine moaned in his ear causing his erection to feel amazing against her.

"Sing for me my angel of music."

Christine kept moaning and Erik kept making love to his angel as she sang in his ear.

"Sing for me."

Making love to Christine once again was so soothing to him even if she did think that he was another man. Once he climaxed he lied there beside her looking down at her beautiful body that glowed in the light of the moon.

"You were amazing my prince."

"As were you."

As Erik kept looking down at his angel, Christine felt something wet drip onto her chest. She ignored it until she felt it again causing her to run her fingers over it and looking at it in the moonlight.

"You're bleeding, are you ok?"

Christine sat up, and lit a candle to examine Erik's face. Erik turned away and knew that his face was probably irritated again causing it to bleed. Before even looking at Erik, Christine got to her feet and walked over to the basin of water that was on the dresser and wrung out a cloth before brining it back over to Erik.

"Let me see." said Christine as she tried to get Erik to face him.

"No, this happens all the time I'll be fine."

As Erik kept trying to push Christine away from him the blood dripping off of his face landed on the sheets making her angry.

"Come on, you're bleeding let me wipe it away."

Just then Christine ran the cloth across his face to wipe away the blood, but when she looked at the cloth it wasn't just full of blood, but also covered in a flesh colored substance. As Christine looked back at Erik she wiped again causing more of the substance to come off of his face. When she saw the distorted flesh reappearing on his face she knew that it was Erik and not the prince who she had just made love to.

"You!"

Christine got to her feet and backed up against the wall looking at Erik as if she had just seen a ghost.

"What do you mean by that? I'm alive aren't I? isn't that supposed to be good news?"

"You've been lying to me."

"Only until I think of a plan to get us out of here."

Christine didn't answer him, and began to dress herself again.

"What are you disappointed? Disappointed that you made love to your hideous husband instead of the handsome prince? You know Christine how fast you break your promises to me. Your chains are still mine you will sing for me! Remember that? You sang for that fake prince I was playing! You even made love to him and it was consensual! don't you love me?"

"I thought you were dead. You would have wanted me to move on."

"No I wouldn't have wanted you to move on! Oh and I'm fine thanks for asking."

"What?"

"I was drug five miles by my horse with my leg caught in the rein with an arrow in my arm. Thanks for asking me how I felt because I'm fine. The gash on my fore head is enough to give that fact away. Just do me a favor and pretend this conversation never happened at least until I get a plan."

"What's your plan Erik? To fuck the Countess? Blood? She wants blood Erik."

"And the sheet is full of it because of my irritated skin so she has blood now."

Erik picked up his clothes from off of the floor and walked to the door.

"Goodnight Christine."

He then opened the door and walked out before slamming the door shut and leaving Christine alone again.

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