If Even A Chance Chapter 21

If Even A Chance

Chapter 21

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When the after party started to diminish Grace took that moment to disappear and started to walk back to her room. She growled quietly and she stomped down the hallway.

"It looks like Monsieur Gaulle was trying to get more than your attention" Erik said his voice echoing slightly

"Tell me about it" she sighed angrily "I know I don't usually promote the people disappearing thing that you do, but if you could make him disappear that would be great" Grace said using quotation marks for 'disappear'.

"You know I can't do that, I'm trying to 'keep low' like you told me to" Erik said noting Grace's frustration

He had noticed that during the gathering that the Noble Gaulle had interrupted a conversation that Grace was having with Christine and used as an excuse to join it. Throughout the entire night he was trying to get Grace drunk but Grace politely declined and put any drinks she was given onto a passing tray.

"Maybe the fop can do something" Erik suggested, he had taken a liking to use the term.

"I already tried" Grace's mood seemed to darken even more "He said, and I quote, 'that he is an important noble and it would be un-lady like to decline anything from him' that and he didn't want to upset him…" she then mumbled something along the lines of Raoul being an ass kisser.

"Maybe I could talk with him, maybe convince him" Erik said with a hopeful tone, Grace caught on

"No threatening" Grace warned "Besides I can look after myself" Grace said closing the door behind her 'famous last words' she thought.

She was greeted with flowers on her table

"Erik, please tell me you did this" Grace begged

"No, I believe it was Monsieur Gaulle" Erik said a bit angry

"Great now he's taking your triumph-card" Grace said jokingly, Erik muttered something about his noose.

"I'm going to do some background research on our Noble" Erik said before leaving.

Grace sighed and sat down and looked at her room 'what irony' she thought seeing as how this was the old Prima Donna suite and grinned as she fell on the bed. "I'm living every fan-girl dream" she snickered

She got up, changed and decided to have an early night seeing as how she had been having late nights for the past week.

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Grace woke up in a cold sweat and sat confused. She had the weirdest dream that she was in the workhouse that Lord Gaulle owned, but with closer inspection and the dream blurring away, she noted that she was in her room.

She couldn't stop thinking about the kids in the poor conditions of the workhouse. She brought up the watch that she now wore everyday and saw that it was three am. She sighed and laid back down.

"Something wrong" Erik asked from the two way mirror

"Okay now that's starting to get creepy, I can understand you following me in the corridors, but the mirror?" Grace asked

"I thought I should keep a close eye after Gaulle's sudden attraction to you" Erik said sounding a bit offended

"Oh… Thanks" Grace replied, she then answered his earlier question "It was only a dream, nothing to worry about"

"It didn't seem like a normal dream" Erik said stepping through the mirror

"None of my dreams are normal" Grace rolled over so she was on her stomach

"May I ask what happened?"

Grace lofted her head and looked at Erik

"It's… Complicated and I can't remember half of it" Grace groaned

"Well then tell me the half you remember" Erik stated, he was starting to get annoyed, she hardly ever kept anything from him.

"It was dark and there were children… They were crying… And suddenly there was a fire" she paused "I guess I really have to stop watching Steven King movies" Erik cringed

"You won't be able too" He reminded her

"Oh right" Grace replied "You know, when I first came here I thought it was apart of some crazy dream, but when I woke up the next day in a dormitory I was so… Glad that I was here"

"I could say the same thing, but I didn't sleep" Erik replied

"Speaking of which, you need to sleep more, you been acting more fatigued… More than usual" Grace stated

"I've had a lot on my hands, having to watch over MY Opera house" Erik replied

Grace rolled her eyes and fell back into the mattress, glad now that the subject had been changed

"See you tomorrow"

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"M. Gordon" Gaulle said approaching Grace "It's nice to see you again"

"How did you find out my last name?" Grace said quite angrily

"The Viscount de Chagney supplied me with this lovely name, may I ask? Is it Scottish? Because you do not have an accent, its more English" he said getting in Grace's way

"Its in the family, now if you don't mind I have to get back to work" Grace said roughly passing Nobleman Gaulle

"Grace there you are" Raoul said rounding a corner "you have the rest of the day off, my orders" Grace nearly blew a fuse

"Good then you wouldn't mind if I borrowed her for the rest of the day" Gaulle said grabbing Grace's arm before she could run away to a hiding spot.

"That sounds great" Raoul said letting him walk off, meanwhile Grace gave him and Nobleman Gaulle death glares

"Would you like to see my work house? Or maybe we could go to the park?" he said tugging her along, Grace had half a mind to sit down and let him drag her.

"How about nowhere I'm quite content being here" Grace said sarcastically, it wasn't noted

"Preposterous, you would much rather be outside" Gaulle said

"Says the man whose been here all day watching me" Grace murmured finally being pulled through the front doors to the carriage.

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