"You could have saved them!" Benjamin shouted at Rowena. "Why didn't you use your magic to do so?" He continued as loudly.

"Lower your voice. We don't know who will hear what." Rowena said darkly.

Benjamin blushed.

"I apologise, milady." He said, bowing.

Rowena shrugged.

"I could have saved them, you're correct." She confirmed. "But that was exactly what the arsonist wanted. He wanted me to show what power I had to the people watching. If I did, it would have showed them that I was indeed a witch. Are you saying you didn't see them?" She asked.

"I didn't see anything, my lady." Abigail said slowly.

Rowena raised her eyebrow.

"Nor I." Theodore said, his azure blue eyes glazing over and his messy platinum blonde hair glinting in the autumn sun.

Rowena turned to Benjamin

"Surely you saw them?" She asked.

Benjamin shook his head.

"It may be because you are a witch that you can see more than us." He suggested.

Rowena sighed.

"Whatever the case, we need to think of a plan." She muttered.

They had been on the streets for a few days and it wasn't easy for any of them. They had grown used to the comfort of Lynch Manor. During the day, they'd wander around the city, Theodore's mischief paid off, he'd steal food without getting caught and at night, they'd all huddle together and sleep somewhere where they couldn't be seen. Rowena could have gone to the bank, but without some form of proof of who she was, it was unlikely to impossible they'd allow her to take money out.

A carriage pulled by two horses stopped Rowena's train of thought.

Rowena stared as a tall, slim man in a black suit got out. His lustrous black hair caught the morning light and his fierce red eyes gleamed with a happiness Rowena felt he didn't deserve.

The demon walked towards the small group with a welcoming smile on his face.

Abigail gasped.

"My God...that man is absolutely gorgeous." She whispered. Rowena stared at her, then stared at the demon, who was still smiling and walking towards them. She stepped forward and pushed Abigail behind her. She would not let her fall prey to this demon. A low growl escaped her lips, as the demon stared at her in surprise. He immediately composed himself and the two stared at each other, neither saying anything.

A moment passed...two...

"Allow me to introduce myself." The demon said kindly. "I am Sebastian Michaelis, you have been invited by my master, Ciel Phantomhive, to his manor."

"And why would we want to?" Rowena asked, unable to hide the hostility in her voice.

"Because we'll be as hospitable as ever and you will be treated as an honoured guest." Sebastian said, closing his eyes and grinning widely.

"We'd love to." Benjamin spoke up, before Rowena could say anything. She glared at Benjamin.

"And just who decided that?" Rowena snapped.

"Please, milady, we'd all love to." Abigail said keenly.

"We've been living on the streets for the past few days, surely you can see some sense in accepting hospitality..." Theodore said quietly.

It was only a few days, Rowena thought to herself, but as she turned to look at Theodore, her face softened. She stared at the demon who was still smiling kindly at them and nodded.

"This way, then, my lady." He said bowing, then ushering them along into the carriage.

"I'm not your lady." Rowena muttered underneath her breath, as she was about to get into the carriage.

The demon held out a hand to Rowena to help her in. Because the carriage was slightly high and she was wearing a dress, she had to accept his hand. She grudgingly took it and got in, sitting down furthest away from the door, waiting for her servants to follow.

Abigail followed after Rowena. The demon also offered his hand to her, to which she took eagerly, blushing as she did so, their eyes met and the demon smiled happily at her, as she blushed even more.

Rowena sighed. Damn those demons.

Her servants decided to sit across from her, instead of next to her, so, once the demon came into the carriage, there was only one place left: next to her.

Rowena tensed when he sat down. She kept her gaze lowered, so her discomfort wouldn't show. The carriage started to move and Rowena stayed tense. She heard her servants and the demon conversing, as she growled quietly.

Rowena continued glaring at the floor as the journey progressed. Suddenly, the carriage took a sharp turn and Rowena was hurled towards the demon. Her head ended up being pressed against his shoulder and the rest of her body pressed against his.

"Oof." Rowena muttered. She felt one of the demon's arms wrapped around her as she shuddered from disgust. She pushed herself off him and sat up straight once more.

"Are you alright, my lady?" He asked.

"Fine." Rowena muttered. She heard the demon sigh in frustration, as she looked out the window at the passing buildings of London.

As the twists and turns continued, she found herself on him for most of the time, so the demon just decided to hold her against him. Rowena's skin crawled in disgust, but she saw the sense in it, so stayed there. It was only then that she realised how small she was compared to him. His tall 6"1 frame towered over her mere 5" one. She was sure Abigail was envious of her and, to be honest, she was envious of her too. What she'd do to escape from his arms...

Sebastian stared at the small and feisty woman asleep in his arms and smiled to himself. She was far more adorable asleep, he thought to himself, chuckling.

"Is your mistress always this feisty?" He asked, still chuckling.

Benjamin shook his head.

"It's because you're a demon." He said sympathetically. "She is actually a wonderful woman. She took us all in when we had nowhere to go."

"She saved me from suicide." Theodore piped up.

"She hates the divide between the rich and poor and between men and women, but she knows there's nothing just one person can do." Abigail said, reluctantly. "So, she treats us as equal to her, most of the time."

Sebastian was surprised as to what he heard, he wasn't normally so. Surely witches weren't this compassionate? Especially not to humans...

"She is a witch, is she not?" He asked.

Benjamin nodded again.

"That's why she has a particular loathing for you and your kind." He said sadly. "It may have been because of what she was taught as she grew up." He thought aloud.

"Alucard..." Sebastian trailed off, almost guiltily.

"Alucard." Benjamin confirmed.

"She must know that demons are forced against their will at many times because of the contract made between them and the human." He said.

"I tried telling her.." Benjamin mumbled.

"However, witches are freedom loving creatures, who believe that there is always a choice for one when deciding what to do." He mused. "She will not be happy with what my lord will say to her." He said, strangely happily.

Theodore and Abigail seemed utterly lost.

"Excuse me for asking, Sebastian, but who is Alucard?" Abigail said shyly. Sebastian smiled at her genially, to which she turned the colour of Benjamin's hair. He then proceeded to tell the two, that weren't informed, about the conflict between witches and demons.

"...and so, the witches blame the demons for what is continually happening to them." He said, closing his eyes and smiling happily. "The witch race holds grudges for a long time..." He mused. "The strange thing is, they do not believe in revenge, so they will continue to hold grudges until their anger dies."

At that moment, the carriage stopped moving.

Sebastian looked out the window, then turned to the servants.

"It seems we are here." He said genially. He picked up Rowena, who was still asleep and opened the door of the carriage with one hand. He jumped out and landed on the balls of his feet, being careful not to jolt the sleeping beauty too much in case she awoke. He bowed as low as he could with Rowena in his arms, as the servants stepped out. "Welcome to Phantomhive Manor." He said warmly.

Benjamin was the last to leave the carriage. Once he was out, he stared at Rowena in Sebastian's arms, for a moment, he felt happy, like the scene in front of him was made to happen, but then he remembered how much Rowena loathed demons.

"Would you like me to carry her for you?" He asked Sebastian. Sebastian straightened himself up and smiled at Benjamin.

"It's no trouble." He said simply, turning around and escorting them into the manor.

It's no trouble for him, but Rowena would not be in the least happy, he thought to himself, as he followed Sebastian and the servants inside the manor.