It had been a long morning. I had worked on a new dress for Funtom, studied my schoolwork, and it was now twelve o'clock. I was finally getting a break. For some reason, I felt very tired, and my throat was little sore. I chose to ignore this, and walked down the hallway to the dining room, where Sebastian, Ciel, and a whole lot of food awaited me. I felt my stomach flip-flop when I saw Sebastian.
"Good afternoon, Mistress. Were you successful in your designing and your studying?" Sebastian asked.
"Yes I was, thank you, Sebastian. Good afternoon, Ciel." I said.
"Hello, Elise." Ciel responded. Ciel and I didn't have much in common. I fancied the fine arts, animals, and supernatural things, while he was into other things. However, we still conversed often. Our meal consisted of small talk, mostly little things that didn't need too much discussion.
"It is twelve forty-five, it is time for your duet." Sebastian told Ciel and I. We started walking towards our practice room, chatting all the while. I noticed my throat's soreness was increasing, and my nose was starting to run. I sniffed slightly, and dismissed this.
Once in the practice room, Ciel and I put our shoulder rests on our instruments, and got out our music. We were playing a duet in g-minor by Mozart.
We practiced the whole forty-five minutes, and worked mostly on the intonation of the harmonies; something Ciel struggled with. I was able to help him a lot. I had been playing viola since I was five years old, and it was very similar to the violin; the skills are transferrable.
At one-thirty, there was a knock on our music room door, and in came Sebastian. When I saw him, my heart fluttered. "Master and Mistress, it is one-thirty. I believe it is time for you to get ready for tea with Soma, my Lady. And my Lord, you wanted to meet with the Undertaker?" Sebastian said.
"Yes, I did. When is the soonest we can go?" Ciel asked.
"As soon as Prince Soma leaves." Sebastian replied.
"Alright. I'll be in my office, working on the candy samples for the company." Ciel said, walking out of the room.
Sebastian turned to me and smiled before addressing me. "Would you like to change before the Prince arrives?"
I shook my head. "No, what I'm wearing now will be fine. What will we be having with the tea?"
"Tea cookies with a raspberry jam filling. Is that alright?" Sebastian responded.
"That'll be perfect. I know Soma likes raspberry. And what kind of tea will we be having?" I ask.
"A simple black tea with milk and sugar on the side for you and the Prince to add." He said.
"Sounds good." I say. "Thank you, Sebastian. I will be in my room until Soma comes."
"Alright. I will let you know when he arrives, my Lady." Sebastian said bowing.
I walk back to my room, and, not worrying about my dress, plopped down onto my bed. I felt terrible, physically and emotionally.
Physically, I felt like I was catching a cold. My head and throat hurt, my nose was running, and I had an intense need to cough. However, I didn't want Sebastian to notice I wasn't feeling well.
Sebastian; he the source of my mental stress. I loved him so much, but all he thought of me as was a mistress. I wish he loved me back. However, I needed to focus on the important things, like Funtom. Not petty things like love.
I lay on my bed for the next half-hour, trying not to cry.