At this point, there was far too much to keep in mind. While more of his time and concern was invested towards this very - [‍ ‍ ‍𝕹𝖠𝖳𝖴𝖱𝖤 ‍/ ‍𝕹𝖴𝖱𝖳𝖴𝖱𝖤..]

- unnecessary brawl regarding the thought-to-have-been-set requirements that the Phantom himself has always asked of the - [‍ ‍ ‍𝕹𝖠𝖳𝖴𝖱𝖤 ‍/ ‍𝕹𝖴𝖱𝖳𝖴𝖱𝖤..]

- managers. Never has there ever been a problem between the administrators of the Palais Garnier refusing to obey the said - [‍ ‍ ‍𝕹𝖠𝖳𝖴𝖱𝖤 ‍/ ‍𝕹𝖴𝖱𝖳𝖴𝖱𝖤..]

- requirements -- until these /imbeciles/ came along. Who did they think themselves to be? It was /his/ Opera House, after - [‍ ‍ ‍𝕹𝖠𝖳𝖴𝖱𝖤 ‍/ ‍𝕹𝖴𝖱𝖳𝖴𝖱𝖤..]

- all. He was it's master, walls whispering there deadliest of secrets right into his awaiting ear. Box Five was rightfully - [‍ ‍ ‍𝕹𝖠𝖳𝖴𝖱𝖤 ‍/ ‍𝕹𝖴𝖱𝖳𝖴𝖱𝖤..]

- his, his salary was well-deserved for his efforts... And yet, they treat him with no respect? No courtesy? No gratitude for - [‍ ‍ ‍𝕹𝖠𝖳𝖴𝖱𝖤 ‍/ ‍𝕹𝖴𝖱𝖳𝖴𝖱𝖤..]

- how nicely he's welcomed them? These were matters that had to be dealt with promptly. However, for the time being, the - [‍ ‍ ‍𝕹𝖠𝖳𝖴𝖱𝖤 ‍/ ‍𝕹𝖴𝖱𝖳𝖴𝖱𝖤..]

- masked man chose to focus something, someone he'd neglected to call for; his Christine. Possessive? Oh, no. A dull word - [‍ ‍ ‍𝕹𝖠𝖳𝖴𝖱𝖤 ‍/ ‍𝕹𝖴𝖱𝖳𝖴𝖱𝖤..]

- like that is was gentle to express how he felt over her. Instinct was what influenced him to stray away from his unduly - [‍ ‍ ‍𝕹𝖠𝖳𝖴𝖱𝖤 ‍/ ‍𝕹𝖴𝖱𝖳𝖴𝖱𝖤..]

- plans against those faux executives. Once he became conscious of this Viscount attempting to court his dear, little... - [‍ ‍ ‍𝕹𝖠𝖳𝖴𝖱𝖤 ‍/ ‍𝕹𝖴𝖱𝖳𝖴𝖱𝖤..]

- credulous ingénue. So impressionable, that girl was. What he had to do before anything else, was sober Christine from the - [‍ ‍ ‍𝕹𝖠𝖳𝖴𝖱𝖤 ‍/ ‍𝕹𝖴𝖱𝖳𝖴𝖱𝖤..]

- false dreams he had put into her mind, of the future that was, indeed, too good to be true. Without delay, he acted - [‍ ‍ ‍𝕹𝖠𝖳𝖴𝖱𝖤 ‍/ ‍𝕹𝖴𝖱𝖳𝖴𝖱𝖤..]

- immediately on the case of this situation. Better to make their silly relationship perish sooner than to have it fall apart - [‍ ‍ ‍𝕹𝖠𝖳𝖴𝖱𝖤 ‍/ ‍𝕹𝖴𝖱𝖳𝖴𝖱𝖤..]

- later. Hmm... Perhaps a lesson would bring the foolish girl back to her senses, it had been far too long since they'd - [‍ ‍ ‍𝕹𝖠𝖳𝖴𝖱𝖤 ‍/ ‍𝕹𝖴𝖱𝖳𝖴𝖱𝖤..]

- collaborated. Now was a good time, to return the vision to the eyes of her heart. The next day, during a rather uneventful - [‍ ‍ ‍𝕹𝖠𝖳𝖴𝖱𝖤 ‍/ ‍𝕹𝖴𝖱𝖳𝖴𝖱𝖤..]

- morning, he was aware that Ms. Daaé would spend her dawn praying to her beloved father in the discreet chapel of the - [‍ ‍ ‍𝕹𝖠𝖳𝖴𝖱𝖤 ‍/ ‍𝕹𝖴𝖱𝖳𝖴𝖱𝖤..]

- Opera Populaire. A single rose of the deepest shade of rogue lay all alone on the floor of the chapel, a silk black ribbon - [‍ ‍ ‍𝕹𝖠𝖳𝖴𝖱𝖤 ‍/ ‍𝕹𝖴𝖱𝖳𝖴𝖱𝖤..]

- tied to its stem, and beside it was a handwritten card, small and rectangular. There, inscribed in red, told the hour and - [‍ ‍ ‍𝕹𝖠𝖳𝖴𝖱𝖤 ‍/ ‍𝕹𝖴𝖱𝖳𝖴𝖱𝖤..]

- place Christine Daaé had to be; 60 minutes after tonight’s performance, no later no sooner, in her dressing room. Now there - [‍ ‍ ‍𝕹𝖠𝖳𝖴𝖱𝖤 ‍/ ‍𝕹𝖴𝖱𝖳𝖴𝖱𝖤..]

- was only a matter of waiting… Waiting for his dove to retreat and find beauty in the darkness that waits only for her. [‍ ‍ ‍𝕹𝖠𝖳𝖴𝖱𝖤 ‍/ ‍𝕹𝖴𝖱𝖳𝖴𝖱𝖤..]