It was a sunny afternoon, 2:36 pm to be exact, in Europe. Ciel and Sebastian were walking through a crowd, where a festival was taking place.
Lady Stella was running through that same crowd, breathing heavily.
"My lady!" a woman shouted, while following Lady Stella.
"My lady! My lady! Please come back here! Your father and mother are waiting for you in the carriage!"
"I'm not going back there!" Stella yelled, looking back at her servant.
Suddenly, while not paying attention to what was ahead of her, she fell upon Master Ciel, the head of the Phantomhives.
"I-I'm so sorry!" she exclaimed, while getting up. She smoothed out her blue frilly dress.
"Sebastian! Why didn't you warn me about this! Most importantly, why didn't you save me from falling?" He yelled, picking up his hat from the fall.
"My sincerest apologies, Master." Sebastian said firmly.
"I was not aware."
"Whatever. It is fine." Ciel sighed.
Meanwhile, Stella's servant had almost caught up to her, yelling "My lady! My lady! Please come back!"
"Oh no. I must hurry! I'm deeply sorry- uh. What was your name again?" She asked, giving her sweetest smile.
"It's Ciel. Ciel Earl Phantomhive. Sebastian, looks like that woman is following this lady. Please take her to our carriage. I have some buisness to take care of." He replied.
"Yes, my Lord." Sebastian said, hiding a smirk.