A Just so you know, Luna and Artemis are in human form once they go to Mau. The same goes for Diana.
"Lot, Number 65." The man said to the people. Mr. Ajras looked at him. Not knowing what was watching him from behind. They were meeting up at the White's for there was an Auction that day. White's was a Mau club for them to hang out at.
He had gone away just because she wanted him to. Because he still held affection for her in his heart. Because she was still his star. His perfect little soprano.
"Number 6, An Ancient Egyptian cat. A child's toy if you will." The man explained. He put the small toy on and a music box began to play. It was a nice melody to everyone's ears. Despite being so ancient it seemed so nice. Then again they were far more developed than humans.
"It's just as she told me it was." Smiled Mr. Ajras. He held up his sign and bid for the toy.
"Number six! Thank you very much sir. Sold to Number six, The Count of Arjas. Thank you very much sir." The man said.
"It is in fact a collector's piece." Smiled Sot.
"Every detail is just as she told me. She often spoke so highly of you my friend. Of how you were made of woods and paint. Needle and thread combined."
"Will you still play when all the rest of us are dead?" Sot wondered.
"Lot 66 then, a Chandelier in pieces. Some of you may recall the strange affair of the Phantom of Mau. Dirty little rascal that grew up on the streets of our homeland." Scowled the man in hatred.
"But nevertheless, it is a mystery that was never quite explained. We are told that this very chandelier played a big role in the infamous disaster that is known in Mau's ghost's name." He continued.
"Our workshops have been able to restore it and also lifted parts of it with writing and new electric light from today's technology."
"Well then, we may get a hint of how it may look when reassembled." He chuckled.
"Perhaps, we may even fight the ghost of Mau from so many years ago." The man chuckled.
"With a little illumination, gentleman!"
The curtains revealed an almost broken chandelier. It did look fixed and slightly new. Every stood back in awe as they saw.
Taking the time to go back to her parents's homeland for a small vacation felt like a nice thing to do, at least in Diana's opinion. From what she gathered, her Mother Luna was a lady of nobility and her Father was a music teacher's apprentice. They met during a party and ended up falling in love and moved to the moon in secret. It reminded Diana of Romeo and Juliet if she was honest. And to her knowledge, her Grandfather was waiting to meet her. At least that was what she had gathered.
...
When they got to the massive ballroom they were instructed by what Diana could guess was a maid, to go inside and wait for Lord Mau. How rich was her family? Or rather her Mother's family?
"Sister!" Diana heard her mother's voice call out.
Sister? Did Diana have an aunt?
A woman dress in a light green sailor moon looking guardian came out and hugged Luna immediately.
"Sister, I missed you so much. You didn't write to me after the wedding." The woman said.
"Well, I'm here now. I hope to catch up with you Roma. And I have a daughter now." Said Luna.
"Oh yes," Roma exclaimed looking down at Diana.
"Little Diana. I've heard so much about you."
"Hello." She and Diana shook hands.
"Father is waiting for us at the Opera house. You remember that place don't you, sis?" Roma said,
Luna nodded.
...
Diana had arrived at the Opera House dressed in a light gray cotton gown. Her hair dressed in buns like always and she wore light gray satin shoes that matched her dress. She played with her curl nervously and waited until she got there.
Ugh, the party had been a bore. Turns out the actress had lost her voice. Lord Mau, who sponsored the opera house, was not pleased and demanded that they find a replacement. But the actress Carla had no understudy. Diana had wanted to stay out of the situation and went outside into the gardens. She looked at some roses and then sniffed them happily. The scent rubbed on her nose and it lingered longer once she sat down on a bench. She had always been good at singing. And she liked to do it while no one was watching. Looking behind her and sideways to make sure no one was looking at her. Then with a deep breath,
Think of me, think of me fondly when we've said goodbye.
Such a beautiful voice. That was what Daniel thought when he heard the young madam's voice. Such grace. That was one light lit up in his own dark world.
Remember me, once in a while please promise me you'll try.
When you find that once again you long to take your heart back and be free.
If you ever find a moment.
Spare a thought for me.
Diana flinched when she heard clapping behind her. She looked behind her to see her parents and Lord Mau looking at her with deadpanned looks.
"Such a beautiful voice. You have the voice of your Grandmother!" Exclaimed Lord Mau.
"I believe we have found our replacement for Miss Carla." He said.
Well, Diana was familiar with Hannibal.
We never said our love was evergreen or as unchanging as the sea.
But if you can still remember, stop and think of me.
Diana wrapped the scarf around herself. Smiling happily.
Think of all the things we've shared and seen.
Don't think about the ways things might have been.
Think of me, think of me walking silent and resigned.
Imagine me trying too hard to put you from my mind.
Recall those days and look back on all those times.
Think of the days we'll never do. There will never be a day when I won't think of you.
Could it be, could it be Diana?
"Bravo!" Said Sot and clapped his hands.
Long ago it seemed so long ago that how young and innocent they were. She may not remember him but he remembers her.
Flowers fade, the fruits of summer fade.
They have their season so do we.
Put please promise me that sometimes,
You will think...
Diana played her opera note highly and perfectly.
"Of me!"
It was a perfect night!
"You were perfect!" Jane said to Diana as the ballest girls all swarmed her.
Ms. Maji stomped her cane to get all the girls out of there.
"Get back to practice, all of you!" She ordered and then hushed the girls back to the practice room. All to have a moment alone with Diana.
"But they are right. You were perfect." She said nodding her head.
"I have a message from someone, we call him the Phantom of Mau. He's very famous around here." She explained.
"He welcomes you to his opera house. And leaves you a small gift. Her hopes you like it." Explained Ms. Maji. She held out a rose wrapped in a light pink ribbon and handed it to Diana.
Diana looked at the rose and began to wrap her finger on the ribbon, ever curious.
"He's very pleased with you. He calls you his Angel of Music."
Angel of Music? How curious...