Ciel didn't even bother looking up from the newspaper as he pushed the plate away. "Sebastian, how many times do I have to tell you I don't like hard boiled eggs?" He tapped his nails on the countertop, his ring catching the sunlight. His butler, behind him, only chuckled lightly. "But Young Master, if you didn't eat eggs, how would you get your calcium?" Sebastian gracefully cleared the plates away, which were still laden with scones, eggs, and sausages. Apparently all Ciel had eaten was a bite of a strawberry scone. Huh. Oh well, the mid-morning snack was on its way anyways. As he went into the kitchen, he made a final remark. "It's not as if you could get any shorter."
As a response, Sebastian heard a satisfying crash as Ciel shot up in his chair. "Shut up!" he growled. "I drink milk don't I?" Today obviously wasn't going to be a good day for Ciel. Maybe it was karma, who knows? Since the early morning Phantom company board meeting, his hair had refused to behave. Board members had the pleasure of dealing with a grumpy thirteen year old boy with bed hair at five in the morning. Not to mention Sebastian had caught a typo before him, a huge one at that. Everyone in the meeting was applauding for God's sake. That smug smile was enough to send Ciel's temper through the roof.
"Young Master, there's a letter for you." Ciel peeked from behind the day's headlines to see a manila envelope sealed with red wax was being pushed towards him. "Ah." reaching for the envelope, Ciel was already beginning to frown. Even before opening it, he already knew that the contents would cause even more inconvenience to him. Oh Joy.
Giving the letter inside, a once over, Ciel tucked the rich, rose scented stationary back into the envelope before a pair of curious red eyes could read it. Knowing this frustrated Sebastian, Ciel smirked. "Well?" Sebastian asked, keeping his tone light. To anyone else, it may have seemed like velvet, the voice irresistible, like a snake, just pleading with you to eat the appleā¦. But when it came to Ciel, it fell on deaf ears. "Nothing much." Ciel replied flippantly. "Just another order from the Queen." He glanced up at his butler. His eyes,
a radiant navy locked with Sebastian's crimson ones. Of course,
Sebastian's didn't look quite as human. But just as cruel. He noticed
that Ciel's eyes were alive with a sapphire fire. Oh, Sebastian could
just bask in that hate and coldness, those cruel, unblinking sapphire
gems. The demon licked his lips, he would just have to wait a tiny
while longer. And from the look in Ciel's eyes, he knew they both
were thinking the same thing. It would be a marvelous, awe-inspiring,
dazzling performance. Once of his last.
"It seems that the Queen would like to play some games."
