So, I know it's not very wise to have three stories going at once... but who cares! Anyway, I hope this is to your liking.
There were three loud bangs on the front door of the Phantomhive mansion. Who on Earth could be out there at this late hour? And not to mention the weather. The way the wind howled shook most with fear. And the way it blew forced normally gentle rain drops to feel like blades on a human's skin. Especially one with skin as delicate as hers. The one outside the Phantomhive mansion, the one who had knocked on the door.
The butler of the estate opened the large doors to find a pitiful sight indeed. A short girl in a pale blue dress was on her knees, soaking wet from head to toe, and panting as if she'd ran there. Deep chocolate-brown eyes peaked through dampened black bangs to look up at the servant.
"Madam, please come in. It's unseemly for a young lady like yourself to be out at a time like this," the butler said, guiding the weak girl into the large house. "Th-Thank y-y-you," the girl stuttered. The girl's voice trembled as much as her body did. "You're very welcome, My Lady. My name is Sebastian Michaelis. Please excuse me while I fetch my master and let him know of your arrival," Sebastian said, turning on his heel to retrieve his young lord.
"Sebastian." A commanding voice stopped him from a hallway that was behind the girl. "There is no need. I know of this girl's presence," the Earl said, strutting into the lobby. "What is your name?" he asked her. His face was plain and his voice had as little concern as he could manage. It took a bit for the girl to stop shivering long enough to speak coherently. "I… I am Lydia Katherine Francis—" she was stopped by a small hand held up by the Earl. "Say no more. I know who you are now. I've done business with your father before. Welcome to the Phantomhive Manor. See to it that this girl is dried and had clean clothes immediately, Sebastian," CIel said, with a small, tired, forced smile.
"Yes, My Lord," Sebastian said, as he led the girl by her shoulders through the intricate halls of the house of Phantomhive.
Once they were out of sight, Ciel pinched the bridge of his nose in slight irritation. "The last thing I need right now is a guest."
A/N: I just had to get this idea out there! It was bugging me for a while now. I'll update soon. I think... ~xoxo~