Erik slowly opened the door, even though he had taken a room of his own above ground he still had a penchant for using candles. Today he was very glad that he ignored the electric wiring that ran through out the opera. With the curtains drawn the room became its own night for the two alone to witness. Candlelight cast a glow on Christine that took his breath away.

"Christine," his thin hands grasped the door frame as he took in every detail of her face knowing that this moment and the rest that would follow were to be cherished. Erik remembered himself and drew away from the door to let her pass, "Do come in."