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I awoke to find pain in my left side. I cringed slightly from the pain. I arched my back a little to stretch, stupidly forgetting about my sore side, and only making it hurt more. I gently dropped back down onto the mattress I was laying on. 'Wait, a mattress?' I asked myself, slowly opening my eyes.
When I opened them, I was shocked to find a midnight blue sheet hanging on four bedposts above me. I was also surprised to find myself in a nightgown. I turned my head slightly, and I saw a door on the other side of the room, along with a small table next to the bed, with a pitcher of water and bandages on it. On the far side of the room, across from my bed, was a vanity and chair both made of dark and polished wood. The chair had my shawl and dress folded neatly and resting on the back of it. Beside that was a large wardrobe made of the same type of wood. On the other side of me was a tall window with curtains drawn, letting in the afternoon sun. The curtains reached from nearly the ceiling and daintily touched the floor, matching the bed curtains in color. Resting a few feet away from the window was a matching chair. The whole room had white walls and and navy blue carpet, and it went well with the furniture in the room. I laid back and stared at the bed curtains above me. 'What am I doing here? How did I get here?' I asked myself.
The sound of a doorknob turning made me jolt slightly with surprise. I turned my head to see who was entering the room. The man who came in was very tall, with jet black hair and fringes, some of which he had tucked behind his ears. His eyes were narrow and a mysterious rusty-red color, and he had pale skin. He was wearing a white button-up shirt with a black tie, maroon-colored vest, and a long, black tail coat with a pocket watch chain. He also wore long black pants and shiny black shoes. He was carrying a pitcher of water. I immediately felt something odd about him, though I could not place what or why.
"Ah, so you are awake, my lady." he said, giving me a small smile when he noticed me. I recognized the voice, and his face. He was the one driving that carriage that hit me! Memories flooded back to me in waves as I recalled the event that led to an aching body.
"Where am I?" I asked him tentatively.
"You are at the Phantomive manor." he stated, replacing the pitcher on the small table beside the bed with the one he brought in. 'Phantomhive? That name sounds familiar.'
"How did I get here?" I asked, running a hand through my hair out of nervousness.
"Well, my lady. First, let me give you my sincerest apologies." with that he placed a hand on his chest and bowed low.
"What for?" I asked, eying him with confusion.
"It appears that one of the horses driving my master's carriage kicked you, giving you a terribly bruised and sore side. I do hope you can forgive me." with that he straightened up and locked eyes with me. "My master, Earl Phantomhive, ordered me to bring you here and tend to your injuries. You are welcome to stay here as long as you need."
"It's quite alright, sir. Accidents happen." I said, smiling smally at him. "And thank you ever so much for bringing me here, I greatly appreciate it." 'I appreciate it because those two madmen can't find me here.' I thought to myself. 'Well, at least for now. . .' "Would you be so kind as to tell me your name?" I asked.
"I apologize for not telling you sooner my lady. My name is Sebastian Michaelis." he said, giving a slight curl of his lips at the corners.
"It's very nice to meet you, Sebastian," I said sweetly, giving a sweet smile. My parents had always taught me to use my manners with everyone, noble and servant alike. Back in my old life, we always treated our servants with respect and didn't ask too much of them. "my name is Katheryn Brooks." I lied.
"It is very nice to meet you as well, Miss Katheryn." he said, bowing. "How are you feeling?" he asked, slight concern on his face.
"Well, I don't feel too bad, my left side is a bit sore, and I have a slight headache is all." I said, running a hand up my injury while saying this.
"Miss Katheryn, you are a very lucky young woman for only having a sore side when you were kicked by a horse. I feared the worst when I saw you sprawled out on the ground like that." he averted his eyes from mine at the last part. 'He's right. It truly is a miracle that I only got away with a simple bruise and sore muscles.'
"Yes, I suppose I am lucky, this time at least. And, don't feel too bad, I'm alright." I said, smiling for him to show that I was alright. He gave a small smile back.
"If you insist, my lady. Now, if you will excuse me, I must report back to my master." he said, bowing before me.
"Of course." I said simply, watching him leave out of the room.
After he shut the door, I carefully lifted the sheets from my body and sat up. I was shocked to find that the pain wasn't very bad at all, and I could bear it without cringing. Well, as long as I didn't try to stretch my limbs it would be alright. I stood and walked over to the vanity, the cool carpet feeling good between my toes. I saw that under the vanity rested my black boots. I looked down at the vanity table top to see my small money pouch and the black wrist gloves I had left in my dress pocket. I opened the pouch and counted the money, all was still there, thankfully.
After making sure I had all of my things, I went back over to the bed and got under the covers. I rested my head on the pillow and turned onto my good side. I closed my eyes, and almost immediately, I fell sound asleep.
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Ciel's POV
I was sitting in my study, reading over a bunch of boring papers, when someone knocked on the door.
"Come in." I said casually. The door opened to reveal Sebastian, and he slid into the room and shut the door carefully and quietly behind him. "Well?" I asked. He knew what I was talking about, so I waited for an answer.
"She was awake when I went in, and she said she doesn't feel too bad, she has a slight headache and her left side only hurts a little. She said her name was Katheryn Brooks." Sebastian answered, standing straight and keeping his hands glued to his sides. 'Katheryn, huh? Well, I'm just glad she wasn't hurt too badly.' I thought to myself. 'It would be horrible if she was badly injured and the press found out. . .'
"Very well, then." I said, "I said it once but I'll say it again; be sure to show her true Phantomhive hospitality. Also, inform the servants about her. Give her a tour, and ask her to attend dinner with me, if she's feeling well enough to." I ordered him.
"Yes, my Lord." he stated, bowing and leaving the room. After the door shut behind him, I sighed and turned around in my chair to face the window.
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So sorry this chapter is so short! It was supposed to be a lot longer, but when I was nearing the end, I realized I had waaaaaay too many pages written. And the way I had written it so far, this was the best place to cut it off. Sorry, again! So, the next chapter will be up soon, and I promise it will be MUCH longer than this one.
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