It's Just Begun, The Music Of The Night

Chapter Six.

They had spoken for many hours about this Opera Ghost, and Emelia still had trouble grasping all she heard. Finally, the time came for Emelia to begin preparing for the performance, so their conversation ended there to never be continued.

She had to rush to her dressing room due to everyone else already being there and in costume. Quickly, she put on her costume and did her hair and make up only to have a stage hand come knocking on the door, giving her the five minute warning.

Once Emelia was done performing in the two acts which she was in, and had received thunderous applause for her one minute solo, she quickly rushed to her dressing room. Looking around, she found a nice dress and switched her costume out for that. She remained in ballet slippers and scrubbed all of the makeup off her face. Her Angel had told her before he wasn't fond of her in makeup because it wasn't au naturel, natural, and he liked to admire her beauty.

After checking her appearance in the full body mirror, she noticed the reflection of something behind her. Turning she saw a beautiful rose. It was bright red, and wrapped around the thorn trimmed stem a black ribbon was tied.

Emelia couldn't contain the smile from seeing the rose which she knew had been left by the Angel of Music. She then rushed out towards Box 5, in hopes that her Angel of Music still wanted her there.

Upon reaching it, she noticed that the box keeper was not there and bit her lip in confusion. From Inside the box, a voice could be heard and it was speaking to her before she even had the chance to knock.

"Dear child, do come in. You need not knock for I invited you!" The voice of the Angel said gaily.

Cautiously she opened the door to find the box empty. He must have been hidden in the shadows, for his voice told her to have a seat on the stool. She nodded and obeyed his orders, taking a seat in front of the far right chair, on the stool which was set out.

"Merci, for inviting me to watch the performance with you!" She whispered with a smile.

"No, Mademoiselle, thank you for coming on such short notice. You've no idea how much I appreciate you coming, Emelia." His voice was gentle as he spoke.

"I got your rose. It is beautiful, merci beaucoup." She turned to see a shadow sitting in the chair behind her.

"I'm glad you like it. But you must not thank me, it is a well earned gift for a wonderful performance." He shifted in his seat slightly.

"A performance I wouldn't have ever had if it weren't for you." She smiled brightly at him.

They both watched the performance for awhile, in silence. Emelia couldn't help but smile every time Carlotta sang. For every time Carlotta opened her mouth, the Angel couldn't help but make a snide remark which made Emelia overflow with laughter.

"Please, I would rather listen to a toad croaking than your singing. I don't know how these pathetic subscribers enjoy this!" He couldn't help but smile at Emmy's stifled laughter.

"Angel, I don't sound worse than a toad, do I?" She questioned, turning to stare at the shadow with her big blue eyes.

"Haha, no, my sweet child. Believe me, I would tell you if you sounded worse than a toad. In fact, I wouldn't even take the time to teach you!" The two merely laughed.

They did their best to stay quiet and not disturb the audience as they watched the performance, but it was to no avail. The two chattered away like the friends they were. Emmy had never really had any other friends except the Angel of Music.

"Okay, okay, let me get this straight! So you really made her sound like an actual frog?" Emelia asked as the Angel recalled an old account to her.