My name is Elizabeth Middleford. The fiancée to you, Ciel Phantomhive, Earl of Phantomhive and the Queen's watchdog. I love cute things. I love being cute. But if it's to protect Ciel, I'd throw away all cute things in a second. There wouldn't even be a second of hesitation. Because I love you.
Low heeled shoes, mother's teachings, and a sword to protect you. These are the things my current self is made of. These are the things I have hidden away, so I could love you as I wished I could. But I'll love you even like this.
Rather, I'll be like this because I love you. While I'm like this sometimes, I think maybe I can save you. Maybe I can ward away the darkness that's consuming you, and all of the things you've hidden away. That you've never told me. The dark side of Ciel, the side that I know is there but you won't tell me about. But then the moment is over and I know I can't save you.
Because you don't want to be saved. You're marching off proudly into the darkness, looking for victory and your crown of blood, thorns and regret, which you will place upon your head with dignity. Not a child, but not quite a man, but like an angel plummeted to the blood-soaked earth. And you're leaving me behind.
You're protecting me, Ciel. You're giving me the only protection you can offer me. You're giving me a choice. A chance to leave you and this mess behind. And I know I should take it. Because once you take your path, you aren't returning. But I don't want to.
I want to be by your side always. I want to follow you into the pitch black of your chosen path, and guide you back towards the light if I can. But I know you wouldn't let me. And I know you wouldn't want that.
So I'll let you go. But unlike what you expect, I won't go. I won't give you up. I'll stay by the edge of your road, your starting point. And I'll stay there forever. Just in case you change your mind. I'll be waiting.
Because I love you.