Chapter One
Katherine Phantomhive, age 13, sister to Ciel Phantomhive
Rain, dark and relentless, softly thudded against the windowpane.
"Young mistress, it's time to wake up," a melodic voice informed me; followed by the sound of the curtains parting.
My eyes reluctantly fluttered open to newly lit candles. As I silently sat up, my butler walked around the bed to set a tray on my bedside table. On the silver tray rested an elaborately decorated teapot and cup, as usual, with the obvious accompaniments.
The sweet bergamot scent of the tea slowly wafted toward me as I rubbed the sleep from my eyes with the sleeve of my nightgown.
"Earl Grey?" I questioned him.
Sebastian Michaelis blinked; my voice had been a perfect imitation of Ciel's, my younger brother- especially to mess with Sebastian.
"...Yes, young mistress. Today's breakfast is..."
I was only half listening- a song ran through my head at the moment. I started to sing softly to myself:
London bridge is falling down, falling down, falling down…
"...My lady?" Sebastian's quiet voice interrupted.
Sidrah Faber, age , maid to the Tueur household
I was humming to myself in the kitchen, just finishing my master's breakfast. "Sidrah, thank goodness!" the butler of my master, Charles Keller exclaimed from the doorway. His blue eyes held distress.
"Charles, what happened this time?" I asked. "Apparently we're going to the Phantomhive's manor today, but no one told me!"
I sighed, "I told you yesterday, but I guess you forgot. AGAIN. Here, takes this to Jaimy." I passed him the tray that held our master's breakfast. "James" he corrected. Another sigh.
"No. He specifically told me he hates that. He'd rather be called, Jaimy. Now go and give him his breakfast," I said, pointing to the door.
Honestly, I don't know why master even has any other servants besides me.