Kristine D'Anton...come here...

[Madame Giry]

((This is just a little thread, BalletDancer. So you can reply and then I'll lock it.))
In the Prima Dona's dressing room, Erik had laid on the sofa a red rose with a thin black ribbon tied around it. Underneath the rose was a goregous, pale blue dress decorated with white ribbons and lace. This was a gift that would surely express to the young singer that she had done well.

[Kristine D'Anton]

Kristine ducked into her newly appointed dressing room, anxious to think over the events of the night. Not even glancing around the room, she immedietly sat down in front of her vanity and began to undo the extravigant hairstyle that her blonde locks had been pulled into. Only when she was back into her dressing gown did she see the stunning gown laying on the sofa. Kristine gasped at the extravigant gift. picking up the rose, she unconcisouly looked around the small room. The gown was stunning, whoever had purchased it had put a lot of thought into it. grinning, Kristine held the dress up to herself and couldn't resist spinning around to see how it moved before carefully laying it back down, as not to wrinkle it. This had turned out to be a most curious evening after all.
((omg!!sorry that was so long! but wow!! I think I'll wear it to the masque...)

[Madame Giry]

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