"Where is she?!" I shout bursting into the lobby of the Opera house, looking for the Owners. I see them on the stairs sharing a dazed look, as if they didn't know I would be coming for her. As if they didn't write that note.
" You mean Carlotta?" why on earth would I be looking for her?
" I mean miss Daae, Where is she?" I ask again.
" Well how should we know?"
" I want an answer. I take it that you sent me this note."
" What's all this nonsense? Of course not! Don't look at us." im beginning to see that she isn't here.
" She's not with you then?"
" Of course not! We're in the dark."
" Misouer don't argue, isn't this the letter you wrote?" I ask pulling the letter from my pocket.
" And what is it that we're meant to have wrote?" he asks, the other corrects him," Written." They take the note and start to read it, getting a puzzled look on their faces as well. When they finish reading it, I can see that they are as confused as me.
" if you didn't write it, then who did?" but before they can answer, La Carlotta walks in, oh joy. But she is just as confused as the fest of us.
" where is he? Your precious patron where is he?!"
" What is it now?" I groan
" I have your letter, a letter which I rather resent."
" And did you send it?" asks one of the owners
" Of course not." I reply
" As if he would." says the other owner to the woman covered in pink
" You dare to tell me? That this is not the letter you sent? she asks disgusted
" And what is it that im meant to have sent." my patience , is now running short and I snatch the letter from her flamboyant hand.
You're days at the Opera Populair are numbered. Christine Daae will be singing in your place to night. Be prepared for a great misfortune if you attempt to take her place.
The opera owners get a worried look on their faces and I can see why. They are almost about to lose a big Pre Madonna.
"Far too many notes for my taste, and most of them are about Christine, all we have heard since we came is miss Daae's name-" but they are cut off by miss Giriry entering, holding a note, with Meg close behind her. I hope they bring news of Christine.
"Miss Daae has returned." she announces.
"I hope no worse for wear as far as we're concerned. Where precisely is she now?"
"I thought it best she was alone," says miss Giriry
"She needed rest," finishes rest
"My I see her," I ask but I miss Giriry puts up a hand in response
"No monsieur she will see no one." she answers
" Will she sing? will she sing?" asks La Carlotta but rather than answer, miss Giriry holds out a note
" here I have a note." everyone jumps for her and shouts
"Let me see it."
"please," corrects monsieur Firmin and she gives the note to him
"Gentlemen, I have now sent you several notes of the most amiable nature, detailing how my theater is to be run. you have not followed my instructions, I shall give you one last chance. Christine Daae has returned to you, and I am anxious her career should progress. In the new production of Il Muto, you will therefore cast Carlotta, as the page boy, and put miss Daae in the role of countess. The role which miss Daae plays calls for charm and appeal. The role of the pageboy is silent, which makes my casting in a word, Ideal. I shall watch the performance from my normal seat in box five, which will be kept empty for me. Should these commands be ignored, a disaster beyond your imagination will occur. I remain gentlemen, your obedient servant, O.G."
hey guys, sorry that it has taken so long for this chapter to b posted, but i have so much to do this summer. if you do get bored with this one, and are a lover of the hunger games, I have a really good one going, that I am spending a lot of time on. so read and comment love, Kate.
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