Captivity Defined

Chapter Three

The lesson went on as normal after that interesting conversation. Christine's Angel stopped her every five seconds and made her restart the song she was trying to scene, each time with a new correction.

Stand up taller.

Not so tall.

Breathe through your diaphragm, not your nose.

You sound like a walrus, put your shoulders forward a little more.

Not so much! You're not a hunchback Christine.

Open your mouth wider.

You're not trying to swallow a cloud, don't open it so wide.

The corrections went on and on and on, and it finally ended with a very-exhausted Christine thinking she was an elephant with a dog's nose and a mermaid's tail. Before she had started her voice lessons, she had never known one could do so much wrong when singing.

We are finished for today, my dear. Go back to your room and rest your voice. Do not talk until the hour has passed, and drink at least two cups of water before going to sleep. Can you remember my instructions?

Christine nodded and dutifully repeated his instructions, to her Angel's satisfaction. He dismissed her, and she slowly turned and walked out of the room, back to her dressing room. She would have to change into her nightclothes before going to bed, and brush her hair.

Her hand hesitated slightly on the cold metal of the door to her dressing room, as she thought about her conversation with her Angel before the lesson. What was she going to do about the Rose and note? She couldn't return it.. She didn't know who it was that had given it to her in the first place.

Christine sighed and opened the door. There was nothing she could do about it anyways, so she would just let it be, until her Admirer revealed himself. She walked gracefully into the room, her chocolate curls swaying slightly with every move she made. She reached her desk and there, lying on its smooth, dark surface, was another red rose. And yet again a note was beside it, once again written in that deep Crimson-as-blood ink. But there was a new addition this time.

Two sheets of new paper lay underneath the Rose and note. Christine delicately moved the Rose and note, and took the sheets in her hands. Treble and bass clef lay on their respective staffs, and notes adorned the staffs, swirling together to make the most beautiful, captivating melody Christine had ever seen before. Both sheets were entirely handwritten in blood-red ink. Even the staffs and clefs were hand-written. Words were written above the staffs, and Christine hesitantly read them.

Floating, falling, sweet intoxication... It fades away, and your still not here!

Complete us, make us whole! Seal our bond forever more..

Promise me! Fulfil your destiny! Let me hear you sing.. Once more.

It went on, but Christine put the paper down, her heart racing. Who could this be? Who was it that had heard her sing? This person was not the normal admirer! They were... They were literally obsessed with her!

It wasn't your average admirer that would compose you a song, with such a addictive, intoxicating melody line nonetheless!

Golden-flecked eyes watched her every movement from behind the mirror, secretly admiring the way she bit her lip nervously as her emerald eyes scanned the music sheets. His music, which he had written for her. A smirk came to his lips as her eyes widened at the melody, and put down the papers quickly, a beautiful slightly red flush adorning her soft, Ivory skin. He longed to reach out and feel it's silky smoothness for himself, but he couldn't. Not yet.

(Lyrics are a tiny bit mine but mostly snatched from POTO and LND.)