Alois' POV
The morning light streams through the curtains to my bedroom and into my eyes, waking me from a peaceful sleep.
"Uh, Claude!" I yell annoyedly and my butler comes in.
"What is it, your Highness?" Claude says as he walks in.
"I'm hungry," I tell him, "Is breakfast ready yet?"
"Not quite, but it should be shortly," he explains, "Why don't you get dressed and we'll head down to the dining room."
"How about, you, dress me?" I tell Claude. Yeah, I'm aware it's a little weird, but if I'm not being cruel, obnoxious or acting like a flirtatious whore, I get no attention from Claude.
"If, that's what your Highness wishes," Claude says as he approaches and kneels before me. He pulls my nightshirt over my head and I feel his fingers run lightly down my skin.
"You have such beautiful skin," he purrs leaning closer to me. I jump away from him in shock.
"Claude! What on Earth are you doing?!" I demand. Claude sighs and pulls away from me.
"You shouldn't tease like that," he tells me, adjusting his glasses, "Someday someone will come along and won't stop because you were just playing around."
Claude removes my pajama pants and walks to the wardrobe. He pulls out some clothes and returns to me. He starts to dress me, and soon finishes.
"Breakfast should be ready now," Claude tells me as he stands up, "Shall we go to the dining room?"
"Damn right!" I say overenthusiastically and start to run to my bedroom door. Claude places a hand on my shoulder and stops me.
"I wouldn't suggest running in those boots, Highness," Claude advises, "You might hurt yourself."
"You know, you're right," I say smugly. I turn to face Claude, "Carry me."
"What?" he says in shock.
"I said carry me. Come now Claude, I'm hungry."
"As you wish, your Highness."
Claude picks me up and carries me through the halls and down to the dining room, where we are greeted by the triplets and Hannah. Ugh, Hannah. I have nothing against her, per say but she is a woman. Yeah, I loathe women, cannot stand being around them.
"Claude, set me down," I demand. Claude puts me down and I walk past the triplets, who bow as I pass. I sit at the table at Hannah brings me breakfast. Bacon and eggs, my favorite. She picks up a bottle of wine and fills my glass halfway. Then, she steps away to allow me to eat my breakfast in peace.
"Your Highness," Claude begins as he approaches me, "We received word that the Lord Phantomhive has returned from his leave of absence."
"You're telling me that after more than a year of being gone, he just came back as if he never left?" I demand.
"It appears so, Highness."
Ciel Phantomhive. That's a name I haven't heard in awhile. I never actually met the guy, but I've heard nothing but good things about him. How everyone loved and respected him. The very thought of reliving what people would say about him makes me feel ill.
"It's time I met him," I say, "Claude. Arrange for Lord Phantomhive to come here. We will throw a party in honor of his return."
"I will make the arrangements." Claude says.
"Good, have everything set for next Friday."
"As you wish, your Highness."
Yes, next Friday. I cannot wait to meet you, Ciel Phantomhive.