Saya stood before the mirror in her changing room. She had no reflection, but her wedding gown lined out the curves of her body perfectly. She gently pulled the veil over her face and smiled sadly. She was getting married today, to Solomon; why was she so sullen? Her hands folded together over her stomach and she began to tremble. Her heart was laden with repentance and passion. Repentance for leaving her teacher, and passion for her lover; Solomon. She looked at the bouquet of white carnations on the desk. She picked it up and held it in her hands against her stomach. She looked down at them and took in their soft aroma. Her eyes widened in a shock as she noticed a blue rose hidden neatly under the bundle of carnations. She picked it from the bunch and looked at it. It was beautifully bloomed and bluer than any other blue rose she had received; and she only received them from one person.

My blessings,

Saya...

His voice softly rang into her head and tears began to shed from Saya's eyes; tears of relief and joy.

"Thank you," she whimpered. Her teacher was giving her his blessings; his approval of her marriage.

Charming Creature of Night

You solace me

Saya walked through the doors and ambled down the isle as the music began to play. Solomon smiled, Saya smiled back. She undertook her vow to him today and spoke the most trustworthy and dangerous words;

I do

He watched through the church window and smiled softly. He felt tears spring into his eyes but he couldn't cry. He felt anger and betrayal creep into his heart; he just wanted to bash through the window and take Saya away. He couldn't; Saya had chosen Solomon, she had given him his heart. Now, he just had to watch...

He'd wait for his angel if she would hear his prayers.

The honeymoon was to be in Greece, they would take a train there. Saya and Solomon left that night, waiting patiently to arrive in their booth. They drank their fill of animal blood, hoping it would keep them at bay from the thirst. The full moon was nearing.

"Saya," Solomon said as touched her hand. Saya looked up at him, she was frowning. She had married the love of her life and she appeared to be so sullen.

"Are you having doubts?" Solomon asked kindly. He was very well-tempered and always tried solace and understanding before anger. That's one of the aspect Saya was grateful to have in a husband. She was very lucky to have a husband like Solomon...She was lucky to have had a teacher like Phantom. And she unwarily deceived them both in subtle manners that she just wanted to forget, but she couldn't.

"It's just...I heard Phantom singing to me before the wedding," Saya said softly. Solomon's eyes widened a trifle and his worried expression softened.

"He sounded so...Happy," she said, a few tears shed from her eyes and Solomon wiped her tears away with a soft smile.

Phantom's still here,

Singing songs in my head

Praying to his forsook angels for forgiveness

Singing his repentance

All because of one single kiss

He now loves

Then let him love

If he loves you he will let you live in happiness

With what satisfies you the most

He kissed her lips softly, Saya smiled beneath his lips and moaned softly. They'd both have to wait to fully give their passion to each other and make the greatest sacrifice of all.