Post by Christine Daaé on Feb 6, 2013 2:30:50 GMT -5
It had been a while, it seemed, since Christine had frequented the little chapel there at the manor. She’d been busier since the wedding, and hadn’t had quite as much time to go pray there, and she’d even ventured out to a little church in the village a few times for mass, so it wasn’t as if she hadn’t been keeping up with her religious duties. It would be very unlike her, after all, to neglect such a thing…
She entered the little chapel dressed in her veils with her rosary in hand, leaving the big wooden doors cracked open behind her. She walked in light steps toward the altar at the east end of the chapel and knelt down on her right knee and genuflected toward it in respect, before going up to the railing and kneeling, beginning her prayers.
The past few months had been so blessed for her. She and Raoul had been living happily as a married couple now, Mamma Valérius’ health had been steady, César had somehow found his way to the Manor, and she and Raoul had been blessed with their first child on the way. Everything seemed to be finally looking up in her life.
She began to utter those holy refrains, giving thanks and praise to the Lord God for the great deeds he had done, and for the great things he had done to her and with her, and for protecting her. She had not had any recent encounters with any of the ‘demons’ she had seen previously in the Manor, and while she and Raoul were still living there, she did not mind it at all. After all, they had everything that they needed, and they were finally happy… Wasn’t that what mattered really?
She entered the little chapel dressed in her veils with her rosary in hand, leaving the big wooden doors cracked open behind her. She walked in light steps toward the altar at the east end of the chapel and knelt down on her right knee and genuflected toward it in respect, before going up to the railing and kneeling, beginning her prayers.
The past few months had been so blessed for her. She and Raoul had been living happily as a married couple now, Mamma Valérius’ health had been steady, César had somehow found his way to the Manor, and she and Raoul had been blessed with their first child on the way. Everything seemed to be finally looking up in her life.
She began to utter those holy refrains, giving thanks and praise to the Lord God for the great deeds he had done, and for the great things he had done to her and with her, and for protecting her. She had not had any recent encounters with any of the ‘demons’ she had seen previously in the Manor, and while she and Raoul were still living there, she did not mind it at all. After all, they had everything that they needed, and they were finally happy… Wasn’t that what mattered really?
