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Ciel rested his head in his hands. He had found the only quiet place in his house, the office and was adamant not to leave it for anything. The day had taken another turn, and this one was even more unexpected than the last events. In fact he would never have expected Sebastian, for all the hell of a butler he is, to do the things he had done less than an hour ago. He wasn't thinking about the fact his servant had locked a woman and two teenage boys in the basement. He wasn't thinking about the fact that the famous, never faltering "Phantomhive Hospitality" was ruined. He was thinking about something even worse. 'Sebastian... Sebastian made

Ciel was awoken to the sharp cry of a woman. He had fallen asleep in one of the small seat that had been placed in the large entrance way for the living corpses, his head lolling off the soft fabric of the arm and a blanket draped over him. Strange! The young lord thought. Sebastian would normally carry me though to my room. Why did he just leave me here? He had had a hectic night and even the young earl himself had been forced to help with the manual labour. He had helped dry the bodies and had covered them in some of the warmest blankets England had to offer. He was also covered from head to toe in bruises. Some of them was from lifting b

Ciel sprinted down the hallway of the Trancy Manor as fast as his short leg and weak lungs would let him. He had to get away from that 'maid'. The maid had treated him horribly. He felt tainted and couldn't wait to get home for a bath. He knew attending this costume ball had been a mistake. Sebastian had given him a description of Alois Trancy and he couldn't help but notice that Trancy looked a lot like maid. Finally shaking the blond girl off his trail, he took that chance to explore the manor for any evidence that Alois had something to with the death of his parents. He ran through countless corridors until he came to large oak door. He he