Chapter 7

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Erik POV

I stayed with Faye until she fell into a deep sleep, and then I exited through the door. I entered my room which was right next to hers. I go back into my room and lie on the bed. My dreams of Christine came to me. She was there inside my mind. I couldn't-and wouldn't-let her out of my mind….I got up unable to stay focused. I went to the window, I saw the moon it was full. I tried to recall since I have seen such beauty in the night. I have never. Not that I haven't dreamt of Christine, ugh what am I saying? I'm not sure. I'm never sure of myself anymore. Ever since she left, my mind has been shattered, I could never think straight. Oh Christine, my darling Christine I heard myself say "Come back to me My love, I cannot live without you." "I am-"

"Incapable of love" I heard a voice say.

I turn around and I see her, more of a figment of my imagination but still I saw my Christine again. She looked like herself but more of a ghostly figure. She was there. Speaking to me. My Christine!

"What do you mean "incapable of love"? I loved you more than anything in the world! I still love you!"

"So it may seem." She said quietly.

"Christine!" I grab her arm and she was gone. Reality hit me again. I was going mad. I must get some sleep. I lie down and cry until I fall asleep and her words haunted me. Incapable…of love…she said it in such ignorance…..love…love…It was just like that night over again. How empty I feel. There was nothing else to live for. Nobody cared. I tried to fall asleep again.

But the troubled dreams came yet again…

Faye POV

The rest of the night I slept well. But still the dream scared me. I've never had a dream like that. Yes I had nightmares but this was the first it involved me looking like a bride to a stranger… I felt as if I was a burden to Erik, I liked him but only because he didn't hurt me and took me away from Paris.

Still I felt sorry for him, that I didn't know him well enough. I thought I would try to make it up to him but wasn't sure how. I'm probably making too much out of this. I don't know.

I finally got up showered and changed. Combing my hair in front of the mirror I saw myself. I wasn't the pretty girl in the dream. I was ugly. I didn't deserve somebody like Erik anyway. I would die an old maid. I wasn't determined to be that but that was the way it had to be. And on my gravestone it would say…

"Her witty personality was overlooked by her pitiful face."

Very depressing, I know. But it would be the truth.

I decided to get some breakfast. I needed to get away from the mirror. I opened my door and tiptoed downstairs, hesitating to knock on Erik's door and in the end didn't. He could have been sleeping or something. I didn't want to make him angry, because I didn't want him to leave me. As I went down I noticed there were a lot of people there. Of high class. I felt very self-conscious. My plain dress and sloppy French bun didn't at all help. My face was already bad enough, now my entire appearance showed I was low. Very low. I could feel them staring, whispering things. I felt my face get hot I began to panic. I hated to be talked about. I needed a plan…

I said to myself: This is the plan: grab something to eat and something for Erik and go back upstairs so people would not see me. Find Erik and tell him we should start out as soon as possible.

I noticed this tall, young handsome man on the other side of the room. He had blond hair and green eyes. I love green eyes. He seemed to be enjoying himself with his friends, he didn't seem to notice me but one of his friends did.

"Hey" he yelled very loudly to me. "Are you free tonight honey? Because I would…"

I didn't want to hear what was to come next, thankfully I didn't need to. Mr. Green Eyes stopped him.

"Shut up Henry."

He must have meant to say quietly, but it carried throughout the entire room. I felt so embarrassed. I grabbed two bagels and an apple and I walked swiftly out. I felt people's glares at my back; I began to walk the stairs to my room. A hand grabbed my shoulder. I jumped. I almost dropped the food. I turned, to see who the hell touched me. It was Mr. Green Eyes.

"I'm sorry about my friend over there, he had a lot to drink last night…and well he still is.." he paused awkwardly trying to think what to say to me.

"It was no harm monsieur, no harm done." I turn to leave.

"I'm really sorry." He said apologetically.

"Sir, there was no harm done, I've dealt with worse before. And for the record I have never and will never do anything like that Mr. Henry insinuated."

He kind of looked at me differently.

"I'm Lord Alexander Fitzroy."

He said that so casually, I was caught off-guard. It made me think of Destrey. Remembering Destrey and his handsome figure and kind words…

I nodded. "Faye." "My name is Faye monsieur..."

"Faye-?"

Looking for a last name I see? I thought. I had no idea, it was so long ago. Think of a last name. Destrey. Destrey Garcia.

"Faye Garcia."

"Lovely name." Yeah, I guess it did have a nice ring to it, I suppose.

To me this was pretty awkward. Just a random conversation with a lord, you know, doesn't always happen every day for me. But I had a feeling I should get going, I headed up the stairs, he lightly touched my arm again.

"Where are you going?"

"I must be off; you see I have a lot of traveling to do. My mother is sick and…"

"Where are you traveling?"

"What?"

"Sorry, I shouldn't be so nosy."

"No you shouldn't be…." I smile. He was a funny sort of man. Looking somewhat sensitive and yet kept good composure.

"Well, good day Mademoiselle Garcia."

"Goodbye Lord Alexander."

Well after that I felt as if that was one of the weirdest moments of my life. But now it was over….wait Erik! I had to get back to Erik! What happened to the plan? Stupid lord Alex. Ugh. Please don't leave Erik please don't leave. I heard myself think as I enter my room.

My suitcase was on the bed packed and ready to go.

Erik was standing next to it and he looked angry. But not with me. As if he was seeing somebody else.

"It's time to leave..." he grabs my wrist and we are off again on our adventure. We leave the inn without a moment's hesitation.

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