It wasn't that they didn't love her. Though she wasn't sure on that matter either, it was that until she turned four she hadn't even been sure what to call the smaller one. Dada had been met with near heart attach. Ciel a cold stare and a strict warning. Master a tired sigh. She eventually settled for Earl.
The bigger was no better though his name came by much less drastic measures. Sebastian was never cruel and he attended to her every whim but there was none of the conversation or snark that he gave his master. She got the rather distinct impression that he hated her.
Earl was only slightly better he was sickly and rarely left the house his study was off limits and if he hadn't left his room by the time she went to school he wouldn't for a great long while. Sebastian even went so far as to forbid her from going to the third floor.
They lived in a small home in a small town and their rather large home stood out a great bit dispute being a bit far off in the hills. The children at her school thought it amazingly odd that she lived with such people and made it a point to tell her so everyday.
Often times she wondered how she had come to be with them. Why she was there. Who her parents were.
Even more often WHAT they were.
And on occasion when she felt brave enough she wondered why in all the time she had known them Neither Earl nor Sebastian had ever grown an inch.
Her name is Diana and this is her story.
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