A/N: Don't worry, I haven't abandoned Resonare Vitae to those who are reading it :D. I've had this idea floating around for a while. Not quite sure where I'm going with this but, if people like it I'll lay out a plot and continue with this and alternate between this and my other one. Enjoy 3 This is only the introduction so it's very very short. Please R&R so I know if you want me to keep writing. 3
She was beautiful,dressed in a royal blue velvet dress decorated with white lace, ruffles and pretty satin bows. Her dress has many skirts and it seems a little to large for her lithe form yet, she carries herself like a queen. She wears a pretty hat that matches her dress. Although it seems to be tilted forward making her fringe cover her right eye it still looks effortlessly perfect. She wears white satin gloves to cover her delicate pale skin as it wouldn't do for such a lovely lady to dirty her hands. On her feet she wears a pair of dark blue high-heeled boots. People had remarked that her choice in footwear was really meant for a boy but, she didn't seem to mind one bit. Her hair was an unusual color of dark inky blue but, it seemed to fit perfectly. She wore it swept to her left side where her single clear sapphire eye was visible. She was the personification of purity. What made this lady most interesting was that nobody knew who she was. Viscount Druitt had said that he had met her before at another party during the season and that she had said that she was niece to Angelina Durless a.k.a Madame Red to most of the high class society. Being family to such a famous woman somebody would of surely known who she was but, nothing. She was a mystery. That was how the first rumors started and it didn't take long to reach the ears of apparent members of her family. The Middleford family were the first to hear it. They had dismissed the rumor immediately saying such talk was nonsense although Elizabeth had squealed in delight. The reminders of the Durless family had not been fazed in the slightest. Madame Red could not comment due to her untimely death shortly after the young lady's first appearance. They had said it didn't concern them if the rumors were true as they couldn't care less about the family. It seemed that nobody related to the lady cared or not if she really could have been the 'secret Phantomhive girl'.
The press quickly picked up the rumor and printed it in all the newspapers as soon as possible.
Ciel Phantomhive, current master of the Phantomhive estate, scoffed as he read the latest 'news' in the papers while sipping at his first cup of tea of the day. The press really was a mess if it had nothing to report but silly rumors. He didn't like this. Not one bit. Especially since Sebastian, his butler, was finding this far too amusing for his tastes.
"What?" He snapped very frustrated with his butler's attitude.
"It is nothing, my lord. Maybe we should sort this problem out before it gets out of hand?" He suggested.
"Nonsense. I am rather enjoying myself for a change. And we still have to catch this kidnapper as you know." Ciel elaborated throwing his paper down on his desk, "The only thing I don't like is how they are slandering my family in the news papers. Everyone in London will be laughing at me now."
"It could be worse, Young Master." Sebastian said pouring the lord some tea and handing it to him.
"How could it be possibly worse?"
"People could find out that our little princess is not a young lady at all." Sebastian joked.
Ciel sighed into his plush chair contemplating what he was to do next. True, it would be a disaster if people found out that he was a cross dresser. Not only would he be shamed and stripped of his noble status, his engagement with Elizabeth would be broken off and his current investigation would fail. Sebastian was right, it could be worse, much worse.
"The party I was invited to tonight, where is it?" He asked continuing to sip his tea.
"I believe is is being hosted by Viscount Druitt at the Chambers' town house in London." Sebastian replied calmly taking Ciel's now empty cup.
"If anyone is kidnapping women, it will be him. After all, he's tried it before."
"I remember, young master. Please try not to nearly get sold on the black market this time."
"It's not funny Sebastian. Women aren't simply vanishing, somebody is taking them. It's our job to find out who. Now, you should start preparations for dinner and I'll choose tonight's outfit." He snapped again, beginning to work on the mound of paper work left to finish off before the party.
The butler bowed before walking towards the door. Before he could exit to begin his work his young lord called out to him.
"And please don't let Bard blow up the kitchen again."