~As long as my master holds the contract, I am his loyal servant. A wish, a sacrifice, and this. All of these things keep me bound to Lord Phantomhive...until the day I swallow his soul~
:::Sebastian's POV:::
"Good morning, young master." I lay the tea tray onto the nightstand and turn towards the curtains. I grab them and pull them open, letting the glow of the morning light shine throughout the large master bedroom.
"Unng," my master groans. He covers his face with his pillow, his small hands gripping it tightly. He is always a bothersom brat in the mornings.
"My lord, your lessons will be starting a bit early today," I announce, pouring him a cup of Earl Grey tea.
"Early?" he repeats, sitting up in the bed. His blue-black hair falls into his eyes, the back locks sticking up on their ends. I smile softly, my eyes noticing his drowsyness.
"Did you sleep well, master?" I ask, although the answer is clear as day. My master's dreams have been hectic as of late, yet he refuses to tell me about them.
"I slept fine," he lies, turning his face. He takes the tea cup and sips from it slowly.
"Young master, you needn't lie to me," I say. "Besides, I cannot have my master sleeping irregulary because of some harsh dreams, can I?"
"Your orders are to protect me, not coddle me," he snaps, the mark on his right eye glowing. "Do not ask me about them again, Sebastian. That's an order."
Ciel Phantomhive, such a naive child...
"Yes, my lord." I bow my head slightly, placing my right hand over my chest. I wish to argue with him, but the contract will not allow such disrespect. I wonder where my master has gone, for this cannot be him. My master would never give an order so petty. My master has always been rather fond of argueing with me. It gives him a challange.
Perhaps he has finally...grown out of such childish ways...
"You said my lessons were starting early?"
I clear my thoughts quickly. I mustn't dwell on them around my master.
"Yes, my lord. It seems Madam Rosemarry has taken leave to the countryside for family issues, so I will be your teacher for today."
My master nods and drains the rest of his tea. He sighs and lays the cup onto the tray, his eyes downcast.
"Very well, Sebastian. Prepare me a bath, and then let's get started."
"Right away, my lord."