The Queen of the spiders
Elyanna's POV
My name is Elianna Popplewell or Susan Smith or Euterpe or Diane Phantomhive. But that already does not matter. What importance has a name? But to understand this story a little I will tell you that I'm the fiancée of Earl Damien Broderick and unfortunately I'm twin sister of Earl Ciel Phantomhive. You must not understand anything, right? Well I'll start at the beginning.
I was born in the Phantomhive Manor along with my twin Ciel, on December 14, 1875. I was named Diane, Diane Phantomhive, but according to the official version I died two days after being born but the truth is that the nurse who took care of my biological mother and her newborns kidnapped me and replaced with a dead baby to sell me to the Mrs. Flynn, my adoptive mother, a thief and con artist well known in the world of crime in London. I never know why a nurse did this: maybe she hated my biological parents, maybe she have thought that they did not need 2 children, maybe she have seen an opportunity to have more money, etc. But what really surprises me is that my adoptive mother did not sell me a rich family and she keep me, if that's not love I do not know what it can be.
Mrs. Flynn named me Susan Smith and told everyone in the neighborhood that I was the daughter of a thief who was recently executed as "Fingersmith" later I found out that my fake mother's name was Summer Smith but who cares. I had a very unusual family of thieves: Mrs. Flynn, she was a woman attractive with eyes blue, hair blonde, its skin was flawless and was slender; Mr. French, was an old man with decrepit appearance, had a big nose, a beard up to his neck, was bald and bulging eyes that the only thing I kept from his youth was his great strength, and he was strong; My adopted sister Anya, was a pretty freckled girl with blond hair and green eyes, was an orphaned daughter of Russian immigrants who had the luck or the misfortune come to stand with us; my adopted elder sister Allison, she was a beautiful girl with high cheekbones, blue eyes and thick Auburn hair, she always braided my hair and Anya's hair; my adopted brother Roddy, was a boy of my own age, was a boy with brown hair very disordered as a knot of hair, was often and with a sweet appearance that could take advantage of anyone, he was good at that; and my adopted elder brother Norman, he was the same age as Allison, was tall and very muscled, he has blue eyes and thick, black hair. He used to go with the Mr. French to fight at the docks where he participated in clandestine fights. That was my family, my family of thieves, honest thieves; of them I learned many things like: to cheat, to manipulate, to steal, to falsify, among other things. Among the many illegal businesses was the sale of babies to wealthy families abroad: France, Germany, Austria, Italy, Spain, United States, etc. Or even in England; Those babies were abandoned shortly after birth or stolen from their mothers (as in my case), and we cleaned them, fed them to sell them, we also sold the orphaned babies that Mrs. Flynn took care of and the government paid her to do it So we received money from the sales of children and their supposed care, profitable, right? In addition, if we had not adopted they would have died of hunger or cold, the best thing we could do for them is to give them the opportunity to be Lords of a rich house. My adoptive mother, Mrs. Flynn, had an accomplice called Amy Henley, she was who got and stole babies (sometimes I think she was the one who kidnapped me) she was very beautiful: she was to start in her 30, was slender, her skin was clear, had long fingers, a thick clear chestnut hair, eye color chocolate and pink lips. Me, Anya and Allison we hated her.
When I was 8 I met my real father, Earl Vincent Phantomhive, but at that moment I did not know or imagine that this elegant man was my father, at that time I thought I was the daughter of Fingersmith and some poor devil. That day I had to go looking for merchandise on the other side of the neighborhood, for my good fortune and my particular family our partner put the merchandise inside loaves to take me in a basket, on the way I tripped with a man and the loaves fell to the floor. When I looked up I saw him, the most elegant and handsome man I had ever seen: he had short hair the same color as mine, brown eyes, and a beauty mark under his left eye; he was well-dressed.
"Are you Okay, Little girl?" my own father asked me
"Yes….Sir" I getting up from the floor said
"It is a pity" my father picking up a loaf of bread said "your breads were dirty"
"Do not touch that! Those breads are for the whole week! ... My mom needs those breads" exclaimed me
"Calm down, I did not mean to offend you"
He was familiar to me. Where had I seen him before? I thought I might be one of the swindlers posing as nobles gentlemen who had business with my adoptive parents although he did not seem to be one of those bastards, he was a real nobleman and my biological father, ironically I met my biological mother through a portrait, I must say she was pretty and makes me wonder who was 2 most beautiful? If Rachel Phantomhive, the Countess or Summer Smith, the thief? But I'm getting out of my story. While collecting breads another man appeared: he had short black hair with forelocks parted to the right, and a robust and athletic body; He wore a green military uniform, which was obviously not English, with an iron cross on his neck and a bitter face. When he saw me his face of bitter change to one of disgust, to be honest I was bothered his face.
"What the hell are you doing?!"
"Nothing, I just helped this lovely little lady"
"Tsk! You make me come from Germany to walk the dirty streets of this shabby neighborhood and now….."
"The objective in this case has its base of operations in this neighborhood, I already told you, Dee"
"Don't call me Dee, Mole"
When I heard him saying that, I was filled with fear that the pair of nobles were behind us, I took the panels and ran back home, my real father and his friend (later I heard that his name was Diedrich) went after me, I ran as fast as I could and when I got home was so desperate that I enter through the window.
"Why do you come in like that?" Allison exclaimed.
"There are people following me!"
"What?!" Norman exclaimed
"I'm scared," Anya said, hugging her bear.
"Explain what happened?" – Mr. French asked
"I stumbled upon a nobleman and then started talking to another guy, I left but I think they followed me" I was very restless
"Calm down, surely you lost on the way" Mrs. Flynn said, reassure me
"There are people outside the house, I think they will not go" Roby reported.
"I'll take care of it," Mr. French said, getting up.
Sometimes I wonder what impression my biological father and Diedrich had on first seeing Mr. French: so tall, so skinny, so ungainly, holding a glass with his thin fingers like claws and a smile on his greedy face, devoid of soul and sanity. I don't know what they said or what the old skeletal told them but I know happened, Mr. French struck Diedrich in the face and the fight continued until the street, really it was very funny to see such a robust guy being hit by an elderly man who appeared to be ready to be a corpse; the fight caught the attention of everyone and the show was biggest. Everyone went to see the fight between the young German nobleman and the old English thief, obviously Mr. French was winning and not slow to become a circus, until Mrs. Flynn appeared with a bucket full of water and threw them.
"French! What does this mean?! You started a show of bad taste!" Then she looked sternly at the pair of nobles "and you two should be ashamed! Use your authority and noble status to abuse others!"
"Ma'am, it's not what you think, it's wrong," my real father said.
"Why is that old man so strong?!" - Diedrich complained
"Everyone go in the house," Mrs. Flynn said.
Immediately we all went in and Mrs. Flynn served tea with some sandwiches for everyone, my real father and his friend Diedrich certainly were accustomed to better teas but still they drank without grinning but I know that in the background they were disgusted that cheap tea that we drank the poor or rather we the thieves but with the sandwiches Diedrich did not do any disgust since they ate them all like a real wild. Who is the rude now? While Allison healed Diedrich's wounds, Mrs. Flynn asked them what two noble gentlemen were doing in a neighborhood as poor as this, Mrs. Flynn found it very difficult to lie to her and undid every excuse or lie they told her to mislead her until finally my poor biological father had no choice but to tell her the truth.
"The truth, Ma'am, this is something very serious and dangerous for the inhabitants of this neighborhood"
"I'm all ears" it was obvious she didn't believe anything
"There are traffickers of organs and people, the base of operations is in this neighborhood"
"Who does such things here?"
"A noble but his name is unknown"
"Typical, the nobles always do their Misdeeds in our neighborhood. What don't they have nothing better to do?" Norman said
"Shut up Norman! What else, Gentleman?"
"We need information but nobody tells us anything"
"And they will not tell them anything," Roby said.
"You two did everything wrong" Anya added.
Both men were surprised, was not normal for 2 children to tell 2 adults what to do; my poor biological father and his friend left their mouth half open, probably none of the two who were accustomed to someone, much less the children, reproached them, It seemed funny to me. After an awkward silence Diedrich spoke.
"What the hell do you mean brats?!"
"I'll explain to you, idiot German" Mr. French said standing up "In this neighborhood as in many others, there are unscrupulous idiots like you who come here to do whatever they please and to form any dirty business away from their fancy parties and their presumed wives so the people of this neighborhood distrust much of the Idiots like you, satisfied?"
"How dare you talk to us like this, old man?!" Diedrich offended replied
"AHA! Do you want me to give you another beating? Well! This time I will break your legs!"
"Stop!" Allison exclaimed
"We are not in quarrels and I do not tolerate them in my house, gentlemen what Mr. French meant is that nobody in this neighborhood would trust you two and now please, go away, I don't want problems" Mrs. Flynn said as if trying to calm down
My biological father and Diedrich understood and retired, Mrs. Flynn told me to accompany them out of the neighborhood, I obeyed, the reason was to see what kind of people these were, for that Mrs. Flynn was very insightful. Now that I think about it, I think it was my first and last quality time father and daughter, ironic, right? For me to be honest the such Diedrich displeased me from the first moment he opened his mouth, recently I saw him again and I almost died of laughter to see how fat he was although I'm not surprised how much he ate sandwiches but come back to my story. I was supposed to talk first, but it was my biological father who was ahead of me, surely between we two, between me and my hateful twin I inherited more characteristics of him than Ciel, In other words I am a daughter of my father, a father whom I hardly know and is a real stranger to me.
"Your mom is a good woman" my real father told me
"Of course she is, she is a mother to anyone who needs love" that I said was true
"You don't look like her" Diedrich added.
"It's because she's not my real mom. My real mom died when I was a baby, and Mrs. Flynn took care of me instead of sending me to an orphanage…. if that's not love I don't know what it can be.
They will think I opened my heart, maybe I did it but that was enough to move my true father, surely he or Ciel never saw poverty like me; my true father stooped to be to my height and I caress the hair, it was kind to me without knowing that I was his daughter. He was a good man and maybe I would be different from how I am now but things were not like that, nothing gets me out of my head that he caused his own death by getting into something I should not, poor of my dad!
"I have a son who looks like you"
"Really?"
"Yes, his name is Ciel"
"And how do I look like Ciel?"
"Both are sweet and have a good heart, I'm sure you'll have a good life surrounded by people who love you"
With those words he went walking with his friend. I must say that he was right: I am with someone I love and I have a good life in this mansion, in that my true father was right although he did not have it with respect to me and Ciel: the least I have is sweetness for others and what less Has Ciel is a good heart; Maybe we could be or have it but things were not like that.
When I was 11 years old my world changed, I don't know if it is for better or for worse but they changed and all thanks to Amy Henley. Did I already tell you that I hated her? Well, yes, I hated her and I still hate her, but I must thank her now that I am a countess thanks to her. To begin with, I'll tell you something about her: Amy, apart from thief and stealing boys, sold her naive noble ladies and naive men her homemade remedies; The secret ointments, the exotic ellipses, and the witch-dust were Amy's specialty, surely it was all a fraud, like her, but there was a powder box she kept jealously but I managed to steal it. I don't blame her for wanting to get more money but I will never be able to forgive her for what she did to my family and me, if I see her again, I think I can eliminate even her memory of this world, but let me go back to my story. That day Amy arrived with a new business and this time had to do with other types of traffic: not babies but people, when I heard that I thought that besides she be bad was stupid.
"And what do you say, my dear Jetta Flynn?" Amy asked.
"It is very risky, with babies is easier, nobody cares about them and is easier to deal with them but older kids ..."
""But the money is more and you and your unusual family can have half"
"Half?"
"It will be sufficient to live the rest of their lives well"
"But ... what if they catch us?"
"Don't worry. Who can care for a handful of orphans?"
"You must be stupid to think something like that," I said through my teeth as I loaded one of the babies"
"Do not call me stupid," answered the harpy, she had listened to me.
"Why not? " I asked challenging cradling the baby in my arms
"Because I'm the only reason you're still alive"
At that time I thought she referred to my birth and how I came to the care of Mrs. Flynn, but now I know that everything is a lie Amy was a liar and surely remains harpy, but I ignore her and I continued taking care of babies. At that time neither I nor anyone in my family of thieves knew we expected. Apparently we did something that angered some mafia because one night they attacked our house, they killed my adoptive parents, they burned our house, they took the babies and I and my adoptive brothers were kidnapped to be sold on the black market, you were wondering how these mobsters managed to find us, because it was the same Amy Henley who betrayed us and sold us for a lot of money, I always knew that woman was the devil and a Judas, I swear that I will end some day with My own hands. Of my adoptive siblings I did not know who bought them but I saw how they were removed from my side since I was the last to be sold. The night before being sold I was locked in a cage like an animal and as an unpleasant surprise appeared the hateful of Amy Henley.
"Like the mother like the daughter, both you and the dear Fingersmith are behind bars" Amy said smiling
"What the hell do you want?!"
"Nothing in particular. What can I get out of a brat thief like you? Just I wanted to say that I found a new family for you"
"Then you already sold me"
"If you want to see it like this yes"
"Leave me alone!"
"As you wish, but you will go a very nice place"
A very nice place? It was very elegant and big but it did not have anything nice. That morning I was taken along with other boys and girls to the Broderick mansion where the "Earl" Broderick and his mistress, Lady Winters of Popplewell. The "Earl" Broderick was a fat old man: he wore his gray hair long, had small brown eyes, .had stains on his skin especially on his large belly, had chubby but very unpleasant hands, Japanese tattoos on his body, no He had beard and wrinkles deep in the skin; In those moments he only wore his underpants and a Chinese silk robe that he carried untied. Him mistress, Lady Winters of Popplewell was a woman in her 40's, she was handsome and attractive, had long hair back sand-colored, had golden eyes and a trail of freckles on the bridge of the nose and chest; she was in her underwear. Next to them were two twins, boy and girl, who functioned like the manservants of the mansion: both appeared to be 18 years old, were pale as if they were sick, had blood red eyes, had snow white hair, boy Her hair was short and slightly messy while the girl was wearing long hair and waist and had it wavy; Arang and Sattojeon. The "Earl" Broderick and Lady Winters Popplewell were lovers and both were equally morbid, despicable, vicious and pederasty. I'm not going to tell you about the disgusting things they did with children, I do not want to disturb them, but I can tell you what groups they have classified: naughty little fishes, flirty little fishes, innocent little fishes and little fishes, but let's not go into details. But something they did with us was to mark us as if we were properties, when I barely get there after bathing and changing clothes, 2 women wearing red kimonos gave me a rag to bite while tattooed on the lower back a strange mark or As they called it "The Seal of the Noble Beast."
But there was a group of boys and girls who were special for the "Earl" and his lover were the 9 Nordic Heroes (the boys) and the 9 Muses (the girls). The heroes were: Siegfried, Hagen, Frodi, Beowulf, Sigmund, Tyr, Ragnar Lodbrok, Valdar and Björn Iron side (he was favorite); They were get dressed like Vikings warriors and fight among themselves with swords, shields and axes wooden for the fun of the "earl", Lady Winters of Popplewell and their nasty friends; While the muses were: Clio, was a girl with reddish-brown hair, freckled and blue eyes; Erato, was a girl with hair and brown eyes with a snub nose; Melpomene, was a Hindu girl with golden eyes and a winning smile; Polimnia, she was a red-haired, green-eyed girl with no freckles; Talia, was a girl with dark blond hair, rosy cheeks and brown eyes; Terpsichore, had black hair, honey-colored eyes and dimples; Urania, was a very cute Chinese girl with a squirrel face; Calliope was a blond girl with blue eyes and pink lips; And finally Euterpe, was me. Our job was to sing, play exotic musical instruments, dance oriental dances and read aloud poetry and erotic reading; all this wearing Greek goddess dresses. Something common to the little fish, the Nordic heroes and the muses was the continuous competition for the attention of our "masters" who attracted the masters became a favorite and being the favorite had privileges. I had privileges sure this as I knew how to manipulate my "masters" to be his favorite also had Amy's powder box but I also won a rival and was nothing more and nothing less than Calliope, I never thought I knew someone like Amy Herley but Calliope It was like her also was Björn Iron side, her brother, and together they were a couple of vermin (although they were also separated) but I knew how to deal with them even though I felt alone. I felt so alone in that mansion surrounded by the Muses that they didn't tolerate each other, I had no friends in that place, they were all capable of betraying themselves at the slightest chance so were the things until I met him.
I could not sleep that night and wandered around the great Broderick mansion. As I walked through the hallways of the mansion I saw the bad taste of the Count, and his lover called it erotic art, it was really disgusting. Suddenly I heard whimpers or sobs, I'm not sure, that came from the attic of the mansion for my luck the key was on the wall and enter; and it was when I saw my dear Damien. Damien was a boy Between 13 or 14 old –years, with icy blue eyes and platinum blond hair; a singular, noticeable cowlick curls up to the left, Clear skin, with a slight Nordic appearance and taller than me. When he saw me he was very surprised, it was not very common to see a 12-year-old girl in a Greek tunic and a tiara of laurels and golden flowers on her head.
"Who are you?" Damien asked.
"I am Euterpe, but my real name is Susan Smith. And who are you?"
"My name is Damien Broderick"
"Broderick? Are you related to Earl Broderick? "
"He is no Earl! He is a usurper and an impostor! I am the true Earl Broderick! ... I am a bastard but I am the legitimate heir"
Damien told me all his story and because that false count usurped his place; it turns out that the "Earl" was actually the assistant Damien's grandfather after the death of his grandparents command to kill their parents, who lived in Kenya, when Damien was only 9 years since then is locked in the attic. And I told him about my life: about me as a thief, about my adoptive family, about Mrs. Flynn and about my fake mother Fingersmith. Thus began everything, every day and night became an attic to see a Damien and spend time with him. Cute love story, right? Sometimes Damien had nightmares so I gave her gin with sugar to calm him, was what Mrs. Flynn gave to babies when they cried, I did not like to see him suffer even in dreams; Other times I would meet Arang and Sattojeon on the way to the attic but they would not do anything, they insurance would agree with what I did or did not matter, later on I knew they were homunculus like the other twins but I'm getting ahead of my story. As I said, every time I went I was let's see Damien and unfortunately I did not realize that Calliope and Björn Iron side looked me until they were so stupid to face me although I was more stupid to not take care of them, the idiots are the more dangerous.
This morning I went to see Damien read the book I found together, it was The Divine Comedy, when I met the two brothers: Calliope and Björn Iron Side; Although they were separated for two years, they looked like twins.
"Hello Euterpe" Calliope I greeting me with a smile
"What do you want?"
"Nothing, just greet you," Björn iron side said.
"I am busy now…."
"What do you have in your hands?" - Caliope asked
- Nothing that matters to you
"It's a book," Björn Iron Side trying to take it away from me said
"Don't touch it, you dummy"
Björn Iron Side and I were struggling for the book, I was not going to allow that jackass to take it to the "Earl" and Lady Winters of Popplewell, to be honest I did not care to remain the favorite I only cared about Damien. As we continued struggling through the book Sattojeon appeared, he was so serious that frightened me more than if he were angry.
"What are you doing here? Calliope, Euterpe and Björn Iron Side"
'Nothing you care to you!" I forget to mention how rude Björn Iron Side was with the servants
"Nothing, we were just talking to friends," Calliope said
"Go back to your rooms, now"
"¡No will make what you say! I'm Björn Iron Arm! I do not obey any servant!" Björn Iron Side Said
Sattojeon grimaced, or something similar, and took Björn Iron side of his arm and dragged him into his room as he shouted it seemed that Björn Iron Side's arm was not made of iron. It was very funny. Take advantage to sneak and go to the attic with Damien. When I went up to the attic I saw that Damien was not alone was accompanied by other twins: boy and girl too: they seemed to be 18 years old like Arang and Sattojeon but a little smaller, pale as if they were porcelain, had pale green hair, The boy had messy hair and the girl had it smooth, and the boy smiled a lot while the girl looked sad; Minho and Gumiho. When Damien saw me he smiled, something had changed in him.
"Susan Euterpe! How good you're here!"
"Damien ... what's going on?" Who are they?"
"You'll meet them, but I'm happy that I want to tell you"
"What is it?"
"I will recover all of mine, you will see that same night."
I didn't understand anything but the worst thing was that Calliope had heard everything and ran to tell the "Earl", how silly I was not worrying about her, I thought I was an idiot and yes she was an idiot but I was stupid not to stop her. As I said idiots are more dangerous than smart.
That night I was awakened loud blows and noises, like this half asleep late in realizing that those noises came from the attic. I quickly thought of Damien and ran to the attic, not before taking Amy's powder box, I had been served before; When I went up to the attic, which was my surprise when I saw Calliope and Björn Iron Side smiling like a pair of hyenas. Seeing them and not find Damien squeezes the box of powder in my hand.
"What are you two doing here?" I asked seriously and frightened at the same time
"Are you coming to see your boyfriend?" -asked Björn Iron Side with mockery
"Where is he?! What did they do with him?"
"Relax, Euterpe. You don't have to alter yourself" Calliope said
"This is your work and your brother's!"
"You're as smart as pretty," Björn Iron side said
"The 2 are rats!"
"Relax Euterpe, we're just talking," Calliope said
Björn Iron Side approached me with his ax and an unpleasant smile, my body was filled with cold sweat and I quickly took some of Amy's powder and throw them in his face; then Björn Iron side was stunned, behaved erratically and fell to the floor almost unconscious, at that time Calliope realized and tried to remove the powder box, we were struggling for a while until the powder box fell to the floor and the dust Scattered all over the attic, breathing that dust I felt weak and stunned. All I remember was Calliope coming up to me and 2 pairs of orange eyes.
I woke up in a big bed, I saw around me to realize that I was not in the room of the Muses (where I slept) but in one worthy of a lady and I had also been given a silk nightgown. To be honest I did not understand anything and my confusion was greater when I saw Arang at the door and told me that Earl Broderick wanted to see me, fill me with terror and hate: terror of just seeing that miserable old man or that he had planned for me and I hate to think what they had done to Damien. What was my surprise when I saw Damien dressed as the count he was, he had recovered his and that filled me with joy. Damien was accompanied by Arang, Sattojeon, Gumiho and Minho but also a man and a woman he had not seen before: the man must be 23 to 25 years old, tall, his physique athletic, his blond hair a little long His ears and messy, he wore glasses and his eyes were orange; He wore a butler's suit. While the woman was 20 to 23 years old, she was tall but not quite as tall as the butler, she was slender, very beautiful, her long curly hair had a pale brown tone with a caramel hue, pale skin and large orange eyes; She was wearing a light-colored maid's outfit. That was the first time I saw Sisyphus and Pandora and I didn't imagine that they were not humans but they were not homunculus, these brothers were beings mentioned only in the bible.
"Damien ... What's going on? …I don't understand anything"
"Calm down, I told you recover what is mine and I did, I always keep my promises but tell me. Do you like your new room?"
"I love it…. What happened to the others?"
"Do you care?"
"The truth not"
"You know, my dearing? I want you to stay with me and be my fiancée, of course if you accept me"
"Eh?!" I could feel myself blushing
"I love you and I know you love me, and I'm not going to lose you now. Tell me, will you stay with me?" then he put a ring on my ring finger, a white gold ring of diamonds and pearls "that ring was my mother's, I want you to have it, and? What do you say? Susan"
"I'll stay with you"
And I do not regret my decision and I will never regret it, I love him. After accepting Damien and my new life I went to change my clothes with the help of my new maids (Arang, Gumiho and Pandora) I put on a beautiful flowered dress with color purple decorations, looked like a real noble lady, I should be happy; however, there was something that bothered me and that was what my origin. Who were my family? Who were my parents? I did not know the name of my mother (or who I thought was my mother) so I asked Damien to investigate who was Fingersmith, my supposed biological mother, and he told me he would do it, ordering Sisyphus to investigate my origin. Days later, after tea time, Sisyphus brought the information I wanted.
"And well? What did you find out?" I was never more nervous all my life
"The woman known as Fingersmith was called Summer Smith. She was a scammer, a pickpocket, and robbed in wealthy houses dressed as a maid. She was arrested for murdering an accomplice and sentenced to death, in jail she had an affair with a jailor with last name Vallon and she became pregnant of him, as she was pregnant waited 9 months before hanging her. She died at age 26"
"So I am the daughter of a murderess and a jailer" seemed a joke, a cruel joke of life, although I expected it
"But they are not your parents"
"What?" Now if I did not understand anything, if Summer 'Fingersmith' Smith was not my mother then …Who?
"According to analyzes made with some of your hair, Smith and Vallon were not their parents, the analyzes were negative"
"So ... who were my parents?" I wanted to know the truth
"For starters you were born as Diane Phantomhive and is the daughter of the counts Vincent and Rachel Phantomhive although officially you are dead. He has a twin brother named Ciel Phantomhive who is currently the leader of the Phantomhive Family and the company that produces toys and candy; The analyzes do not lie, you are Diana Phantomhive and you are alive"
Sisyphus showed me the analyzes, my birth certificate, my death certificate (although I am alive) and a lot of photos. I saw a photo of my twin Ciel, he looks like me even though I had a patch on his eye and a cold and strict expression on his face like a grumpy old man, and a photo of my parents when I saw him could not believe that Noble That I knew when I was 8 years old my father, in fact this world is very small. At that moment I did not know what to feel and did not understand anything, on the one hand it relieved me that a woman like Summer "Fingersmith" Smith was not my mother and on the other I did not know who I was, if was Susan Smith or Diane Phantomhive. I was silent, assimilating all this information, I had to worry Damien because I hugged myself to give me his strength. It worked.
"Susan" he whispered me
"Susan? I'm sick of her and Diana does not care. From now on my name is Elyanna Popplewell"
"Do you change your name? Why?"
"You deserve something better than a thief so I will become a noble to be more suitable for you and me as well. And do not worry about titles and fortune, I'll take those of Lady Winters of Popplewell"
"And Diane?"
"I'll leave her dead for now."
"That's why I like you," Damien said, smiling.
So began my new life as Elyanna Popplewell and as a noble, had lost my family of thieves but now I have a new family, the Broderick family. They will wonder what happens to the Phantomhive, well they are strange to me and they sound cruel but they really do not care about me in the least, but if I am sure, if someone tries to destroy my happiness, I will destroy it myself.
End of POV´s
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The society and court British were preparing for the return of Earl Broderick, the queen's lion, who was to come with his fiancée, Lady Popplewell. All the nobles were invited to the palace of Buckingham; among the many guests this Ciel Phantomhive who although he was not interested would go since he could not reuse or reject an invitation from the queen. Without imagining what would happen later.