8/30/13

It was a dreary day in the city of London. The sky was grey from the multitude of clouds and it was raining heavily. People were running through the rain covering their heads with papers or whatever else they had on hand.

A carriage was making its way through the city. The occupants of the carriage were a young girl just under fourteen years old. Her hair was short, just about an inch above her shoulder and was as black as a raven's wing. Her skin was pale, snow white against her hair, and her lips were as red as the little, red rose pinned in her hair. Her eyes were a deep onyx and expressed her emotions well. She wore clothes made from the finest black silk, for you see she was the daughter of an Earl and I stress the word was because her father had passed away of pneumonia quite some time ago.

Now the woman sitting across from her was not her mother as most people believe, the young lady's real mother had died during her birth. This woman was the maid, quite an excellent one at that, and she was dressed as such. She was of average height and build looking nearly identical to the young lady across from her except her hair was swept back in a neat, little bun and her eyes were a striking shade of red.

The young lady was a noble by the name Rosalie White and her maid was Annabelle Adams. They were on their way to meet with the Earl Phantomhive to discuss a possible collaboration. Rosalie was staring out the window watching the scenery blur by with a bored expression. They soon pulled up into driveway of the Phantomhive estate. "Finally I was growing rather bored of just staring out the window," Rosalie said stretching. Annabelle chuckled a bit and said "I could see that my lady. Here comes the butler."

Said butler opened the door for them and offered his hand with a smile. "A pleasure to meet you Lady White," he said as he helped Rosalie down and then Annabelle. The maid and the butler locked eyes for a moment sizing each other up. Annabelle took her hand back and narrowed her eyes. "You must be Sebastian, correct?" Rosalie asked paying no attention to the exchange….for the moment. "Yes I am, now follow me inside. The young master is eagerly waiting for you," Sebastian said. Rosalie nodded and followed him inside. Annabelle lingered a moment before grinning a devilish grin and saying "This is going to be interesting." Her eyes flashed red and she ran after Rosalie and Sebastian.