*Before we start this journey, do remember that I do not own any of the Character with the exception of Charlotte and Louis. I also apologize for the length.*
Despite the hard rain that had been falling for days now over London, the aristocrats still managed to gather for an evening of festivities. There had been some talk about a special guest the Viscount had brought over from France, and the queen grew more and more suspicious by the hour that had been leading up to the "Grand Ball". That's when she needed the help of her Watch Dog, Ciel Phantomhive.
The black heighten shoes stepped onto the pavement that would soon lead the Earl to the evening ball. Ciel Phantomhive had no idea what he was doing at such event when he could be enjoying a nice game of chess with a cup of lovely cup of tea, but it was the Queen's order and therefore he had to do so. It must have been a couple years since the watchdog had a job. " 4 years?..." Ciel thought to himself, looking out at the rainy road. A large umbrella was hovered over the Earl as he made his way to the entrance of the ball room. Sebastian Michaelis, his loyal butler, handed the umbrella to a servant before following behind Ciel. Just in time, the young Earl made his way up closer to the main stage where the viscount had been preparing himself to speak, holding a large bouquet of roses.
"Ladies and not-so-gentlemen, Allow me to introduce to you my beautiful and elegant French friend..." The Druitt breathed in sharply as his hand extended out to what was backstage, it almost seemed like he was about to cry "Charlotte Du Rousseau~!'"
"Pail... Very pail..." Ciel whispered to himself, his eyes locked onto the lady. She couldn't have looked older than him. 15 maybe? As everyone clapped for her, she slowly made her way towards the Viscount. Long curled navy-blue hair ran down to her lower back while her bangs fell straight down on her forehead. A long pastel purple dress hugged her body in all the right places, a more modern style than the woman in London with crystals and lovely patterns embroidered around the bodice. Seeing her from the side, Ciel couldn't help but to look at her lovely curves. "For a young lady...She sure has... Erm... Curves..." A soft blush came across his cheek, doing his best to shake the thought out of his mind.
"Thank you very much, Lord Aleister" Looking towards the crowd, everyone was able to see her large royal blue eyes. She had mature yet soft spoken voice that made everyone smile and quiet down when she spoke. Taking the large bouquet of roses, she pulled them closer and leaned over to hug the Viscount before smelling the flowers. A small smile appeared on her lips after. "I would also like to thank all of you lovely people for welcoming my butler and I to your beautiful town. Merci~" Bowing down to the crowd, she took the Viscount's arm and walked out of the stage.
Small talk was made between the nobles after the stage had cleared, music had started and people had begun to dance and continue with the party.
"...So what do you think, Sebastian?" Ciel snapped out of his thoughts when he heard the butler's footsteps walking toward him.
"I think the Earl should remember he has a fiancee" The butler smirked, teasing his young master.
Ciel's eyes widen and turned around, ready to shout at the butler for his unnecessary comment, "Sebastian! Why would you say such an aw-" Feeling a soft tap on the shoulder, he froze both his words and body.
The same soft-yet-mature voice came from behind Ciel. "I assume you're the Phantomhive Earl?..."
*I hope you all liked it or found it interesting. Please review/comment, I would love to hear what you guys have to say about it and what I can work on. Lots more to come soon! Thank you!*
