Her eyes widened at the realization of who was speaking to her. After years of waiting, anticipating the heavenly voice who would bless her with the gift of music, he had finally made himself known. His voice, more majestic and beautiful than she could have ever hoped, replayed through her head as she stood in amazement.
“Angel?” she muttered. “Is it really you?”
At this moment he had a wild fit of panic and nearly couldn’t answer - he suddenly realized what he might be getting himself into. Determined, he shoved the feeling as deep into mind as he could.
“Yes, my dear Christine,” he crooned. “Your father has sent me to train you and teach you. If you are obedient and diligent, you shall one day rule all of Paris with your voice and your beauty.”
“Yes, I promise!” she replied immediately, almost without thinking. Now that she had her Angel, she would do all that she could to keep him. “I will do whatever you ask of me.”
A smile soon stretched across her face as she lifted her eyes to Heaven. Her father’s promise was finally fulfilled, and her heart beat rapidly in excitement. “Thank you!” she exclaimed. “Oh, thank you, Angel!”
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