How did I get here? (With LND Meg)

[Raoul Edouard de Chagny]

"Meg, dear, you must answer my questions or I shall never be able to even find the man. " He was astounded that there was another suitor after Christine. This was ridiculous. The Manor obviously was not a good place for them to be living, no matter what he had thought before. Then he wondered....

"Meg, do you know of a way to leave this place? If Christine and I were to leave, that would leave you with your Mr Y and keep him away from my Christine. I have not as yet discovered how to leave. Has anyone ever left? Is there any possible way? I can't bear living here with that freak of nature trying to steal my wife away and now some other man also. And yes, if this Mr Y could be made interested in you, that would also work for both of us. But it wouldn't solve the problem of Lenoir. Still, I am happy to help you in your love endeavour. So, tell me what you wish me to do."

His head clearing, he also realized that even if they were to leave the Mansion, they would be in more trouble than ever, considering that Raoul had no money at all. They were taken care of at the Mansion. Perhaps Christophe was correct, Raoul must think about working. However he had never worked a day in his life. Not a real job anyway. He had never needed one, having a noble name and huge inheritance, which he had stupidly lost. If he had a way to bring in money, perhaps he could take the family and live in the village. That would indeed be a good thing, at least he could move Christine physically away from Lenoir and this new suitor, Mr Y, and maybe have someone in the village keep an eye on her. Yes, it sounded like a good plan. And if Mr Y fell in love with Meg, all would be solved. Of course it involved a job, the very thought of which rubbed Raoul's nobility the wrong way.

Then Raoul asked if Mr Y were dangerous. She replied with another question....What kind of question is that, she said. "It's a very good, very logical question, Meg. I need to know if I should be armed when I speak to him. You know some of the people here are dangerous. I was almost killed a couple of times. I need to know more about this fellow, where he lives, for example, and what to expect. Can you describe him?"

[Meg "Oh! La La" Giry]

Again, Meg neglected to answer his questions. He was making her highly uncomfortable, and she should have known from when she'd tried to send him off to Paris that he'd be difficult. He was making everything worse!

"No... I don't know, I've not really tried to leave here." What was the point in leaving when you had nothing to go back to? She wished she could leave with Mister Y, but that probably wouldn't be happening with Edouard's wife in the picture. "It'd be nice of you to do that, but you really don't have to..."

Meg inched her body away from him a little, looking to the path back to the house. She could use a hot soak in a tub with some rose scented bath salts... "Why would I be in love with him if he's..." She realized how stupid her question was before she finished it. Instead, she made a face of remembered and looked at her dainty jeweled watch. "Oh, never mind. Eddie, honey, I just realized I gotta go! I'm meeting a girl about a makeover soon!" She stood up and patted his hands, smiling like nothing was wrong and she wasn't wanting punch him in the arm.

"See you later! We'll talk more love-interests later!" With that she walk-ran up the path and waved back at him, to reassure her good faith. When she turned back to the facade of the mansion, she grimaced. Her spirit was certainly rattled...

... She was in love with a murderer.

[Raoul Edouard de Chagny]

Meg left him standing there, even though she waved and smiled, it was too sudden. Not after all their plotting and planning about this Mr Y. Confused, Raoul walked after Meg, toward the house, but at a distance. It seemed she wished to get away from him. Why had she suddenly run from him? It was a very good plan to have her and this new suitor thrown together. Then he would only have Lenoir to contend with as far as Emilie was concerned.

This was ridiculous. He walked slowly so that Meg could make her departure. He knew she was done speaking with him. What a strange woman. He shook his head. Women. They were all strange. How could a beautiful woman like Emilie fall in love with a deformed creature like Lenoir, a monster with a black heart.? It was beyond his comprehension. He shook his head again and entered the mansion, on his way to his own suite.