Three Days and Nights ( A Rumplestiltskin/Phantom of the Opera story)

Chapter Eleven

*Erik's POV*
I watch as the carriage door shuts, leaving me to watch Christine be taken to the palace. Why would he take her to the place? If he was going to marry her, he would have announced it. What if he was going to do something else......I feel fury well inside of me at the thought. I have to be sure that he won't do that to her, my angel.

I begin to rush to the palace, but then remember that the guards will kill me if they see me. There has to be another way. I then remember that all kingdoms have underground catacombs for escapes if the castle is ever attacked; all I have to is find it.

*Christine's POV*
I look out the window as the carriage heads towards the palace. The view of dead trees and gray sky causes me to look away from the window. I remember when my father told me stories of when he was a child how beautiful and sunny everyday was. He told me that once the first of the de Changeys, King Raoul's father, became king, the whole kingdom began to lose it's color and the sky became gray. I always laughed at the stories, thinking that it was just a story. But now, I think the story is real.

I try to think of a sunny day from the past, but I can't think of one. I try to remember anything of a sun or a brightly colored flower, but nothing comes to mind. That's when I realize something, once the de Changeys became rulers of this village, the whole village died with the new cruel rulership.

I feel the carriage come to a stop, causing me to look up. I see the huge gray stone palace in front of me, making me feel intimidated instead of safe. The door opens and I step out onto the stone ground. A guard walks over to me. "Are you Christine Daae," the guard asks.

"I am," I answer.

"Please follow me," he says. The guards turns and I follow him. The two huge main entrance door open and we walk in silence down the beautiful hallway made with a beautiful dark wood for the floors and a light gray stone for the walls. After walking for a minute, we come upon two large wooden doors. Two guards standing there open them to reveal, what I believe is, the throne room.

The guards motions for me to follow him in and I follow. I look around the large room as I walk on the deep red strip of carpet that leads to the two thrones. Sitting in the large, most ornate one is the who else, but the king, himself.

Once close enough, I curtsy in front of him, even though I didn't want to. After a moment, I stand up straight again and notice the king looking me up and down. I put my arms across my chest, covering it so he can't see. He frowns slightly, but doesn't say anything. "Leave us," I hear him say to the guard.

I feel my heart begin to race. What is he going to do? I hear the large doors close, leaving me alone with King Raoul. Oh Erik, save me!

*Erik's POV*
I walk around the wall that surrounds the place and finds an old unguarded door, over grown with weeds and grass. "Found it," I mutter to myself, with a smile. I hurry towards it. If I wasn't looking for an entrance, I would have never found it. Every inch of the door is tied to the ground with weeds and overgrown grass.

I sigh with frustration; I have no choice but to get rid of all these weeds and grass if I have a chance of getting inside the kingdom. I begin to pull the grass and weeds from the door, but it's not going as fast as I hoped it would. Getting a little frustrated, I begin to pull harder at the weeds. After minutes of pulling weeds and grass, I'm able to open the door just enough so I can get in. I make sure the door is in place so it looks like no one has touched it before moving forward.

I head towards the palace and as I get closer I see a small stone door, being guarded by a single guard. There are many different ways to get the guard away, but only sticks out the most. Smiling, I reach into my cloak hood and pull out my Punjab. I always bring it with me; I keep it hidden in a secret pocket I put in my cloak hood.

I stand back a little and watch the guards pattern. He walks back and forth in front of the door. He couldn't have made this easier. As he walks with his back to me, I rush to a small indent in the wall, large enough to conceal myself. I stand still as I hear the guards footsteps get closer. Once I think he's close enough, I pop out and throw Punjab around the guard's neck.

The guard begins to gasp for breath as I make Punjab tighter around his neck. I watch as he slowly falls to the ground before completely passing. Part of myself tells me to finish him, but the other is telling me to let him live. These thoughts race through my head and the latter wins. I release the rope and the man plops onto the ground. I remove Punjab from around his neck and check his pulse. It's slow and steady, but he'll live. I walk to the door and open it. I turn back and take a final look at the guard, hoping I made the right choice, as I close the door behind me, leaving me in the catacombs.
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Hey guys! I know I posted yesterday, but I have a lot of free time and I am getting a lot of chapters written and I think you all have deserved another chapter since you had to wait over week for the last chapter I wrote!