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Ciel is a girl, Sebastian is a demon, and I am crazy.

Chapter 1:

In a kingdom not so far away, there ruled a king and queen; Lord and Lady Phantomhive. Their kingdom was peaceful and prosperous.

One day, the queen gave birth to a beautiful baby girl. They named her Ciella. The kingdom was invited to a ball to celebrate her birth.

Then Ciella opened her eyes.

Her left eye was a beautiful blue, while her right eye held the mark of a demon.

Her father was outraged, while the queen was brokenhearted. Ciella would never be able to inherit the throne with that unholy mark.

So they sent Ciella away with a wet nurse named Mey-Rin, and spread rumor that their child had died. The kingdom mourned for the baby, and their lie was unknown to all except Mey-Rin.

And an unknown stranger who would someday change her life.

Seventeen Years Later...

"Ciella?! Where are you? Please tell me you didn't run off again!" Mey-Rin called, holding Ciella's eyepatch to cover her demon mark. She had search the house that they had lived in for many years. Mey-Rin loved and took care of Ciella like she was her own. Which she practically was.

Ever since the king and queen sent their daughter away, Mey-Rin wanted nothing more than to make that up to the princess. But Ciella never found out she was of royal blood, which made it a little bit easier.

Ciella's POV

I sat on my windowsill, staring at the castle in the distance and sighed. In a few days, there was going to be a gathering for the dead princess, where everybody mourned for her. I always wondered what it would be like if she was still alive. Mom always told me that she would be my age if she was still alive.

Mom is what I call Mey-Rin, the woman who cared for me.

I loved her as if she were my own mother. I wondered what my mom and dad looked like. I wonder about a lot of things really. Like my eye. It had an unknown mark on it that Mom warned me not to show off, so I wear an eye patch. I also wonder about what my life was like before Mom took me in. She said she worked for the royal family, and had helped the Queen give birth to the princess.

Mom's scream for me jerked me out of my thoughts.

"I'm right here mom!" I called.

I heard her footsteps and the door open. She sighed in relief. "I thought you had left without your eyepatch. Nobody saw your eye, did they?" she asked.

"No, Mom. Please calm down." I said. I didn't turn from the window, but sat there gazing. A yellow butterfly landed on the window. I examined it closely before it took flight again.

"Mom?"

"Yes Dear?"

"When will I be able to stop wearing this eye patch?" I asked.

"I'm sorry sweetie, but I don't think you will ever be able to show your beautiful beauty mark. The villagers would freak out and take you away from me. I wouldn't be able to live with myself if that ever happened."

I wasn't surprised by her answer, because I've asked it before. I sighed and turned around. Mom tied my eye patch on my head and gave me a hug.

"I'm terrible sorry, dear." She left me alone with my thoughts. I turned back to the window.

Mey-Rin's POV

As soon as I shut the door, I let out a long sigh. Ciella's birthday was in a week, and pretty soon, I would have to tell her the truth. But it would break her heart, knowing her father sent her away without a second thought.

"Where's Mey-Rin?!" the King demanded.

"I'm right here, sir." I replied.

"You are my most trusted servant, and I know that you long to have a child, so here," he said, handing me a basket. I looked in, and saw a crying baby.

"But sir! She is the Princess!"

"Not with that mark. I didn't believe my father actually did this. So in order to protect the Phantomhive name, I need to cast her out. To protect her." he explained. The queen walked up behind him.

She handed me a little blanket and wrapped it aroung the child.

"Please, Mey-Rin, Please protect my little girl. Don't ever tell her the truth, for she will hate us forever. Let her know that I loved her." she said.

I started to cry. "Yes Ma'am. I promise to protect her."

I brushed a stray tear at the memory. Ciella was old enough to know the truth. I'm going to tell her.

Soon.

Ciella's POV

Later that night, I wrapped a cloak around my shoulders. I tiptoed down the hall to make sure she was asleep. I was sneaking out, wanting to see more of my everyday life. The only time I ever went outside was to get the milk. Mom told me it was to protect me, but I was tired of this. I wanted adventure. So I left the house, making sure to use an empty milk bottle to keep the door open slightly.

I set off, not knowing where my stubbornness would take me.

A/N: I wasn't sure how to start this, but now I have steady feet on the ground, ready to continue. When I get a few reviews, I will update.