"Good morning, Young Master." Sebastian greeted Ciel, opening half of the drapes in the room.
"Good morning, Sebastian. What were the plans for the day?"
"Well, you have fencing at nine, violin at ten..." Sebastian listed off the days duties while dressing Ciel.
"Oh, the usual idiocy." Ciel muttered turning his attention to a letter on his bedside table. "What is this?"
"A letter from the Queen. It just arrived this morning."
Ciel picked it up, walked over to his desk and opened it while Sebastian poured out his morning cup of tea. Skimming over the letter, he absently picked up the tea, then set it down before taking a sip, his eyes going wide.
"Sebastian, I have a new job for you."
"Yes, Young Master?"
"I need you to research the members of a group called Varia."