Several minutes after being dragged from the ball room she found herself being maneuvered into a spacious study with a large window a desk and shelves lining the walls a few feet from a large fire place with a roaring fire going in it. Heating up the somewhat cold air in the room.
As she was then pushed gently by the shoulders into a chair across from the fire and the butler knelt down and used one hand to sweep back her long wet inky black hair from her face so that he could have a better look at her, she assumed. His wine colored eyes blinked at her for a moment as his smile faltered a bit.
"Oh my." He breathed as he took in the young lady's features. Why she looked almost like an exact- if more feminine- carbon copy of his master Ciel. Granted her eyes weren't mis matched, nor were they wine colored like his and his master's were due to the fact that they were both demons.
But those things aside...
The young lady could easily be passed off as a long lost relation of his master's. And with the sapphire ring she wore around her neck being exactly like Ciel's- there would be no way anyone could contest her word. Not even his master. Perhaps that was the reason behind why he had behaved the way he had down in the ball room. The butler thought when he finally noticed the young lady shivering almost violently.
Oh! How remiss of him not to have fetched her a towel and something to change into while his master took his time coming to the study to question her about the ring and... His wine colored eyes scanned her torn and cut up, bloody clothing and he frowned.
It was obvious to him that such attire was not normal of the current fashion. So then what exactly did that mean? He wondered as he shrugged out of his tailed butler jacket and wrapped it around her before excusing himself to go get the things he would need to treat any wounds she may have and make her more comfortable.
The moment he stepped out of the study, he found his master standing across from the door. Leaning against the wall with his arms crossed, looking for lack of a better word- upset. And rightly so, Sebastian thought to himself somewhat happily.
After all, he'd been in the middle of throwing a party and reacquainting himself with the nobles of the realm and then here comes this unknown young woman and she practically crashes his party by coming into his home uninvited and dressed improperly and covered in blood.
Why she had upset several ladies and sent them all into swoons!
Which had annoyed his master so much that he had practically used his demonic voice to growl at the swooned women. Making him sound very much like a wild animal about to pounce.
And wouldn't that have caused a scene, Sebastian thought with a dark chuckle. He could see the whole mess in his minds eye right now. And while it may have been a bit of a pain to clean up, he thought he would rather enjoy seeing his master flex his little demonic muscles for once.
"Sebastian, what do you think of our uninvited guest?" His master asked him, his voice cutting through his thoughts like a knife.
The raven demon blinked at his young master for a moment as he considered his question and how to reply to it. "I think, that there is more than meets the eye with this young lady. And it would be unwise to make any hasty judgments."
"Very well," His master said after a moment or two of silence, deciding to put his temper on the back burner for the time being so that he could get to the bottom of things as he said, "Bring a towel, and dress for her to change into. I do not care where you get it from. Once that is done then please fetch something warm for her to drink... I'll not have her getting ill and having to stay longer than necessary."
"Very well sir. Tea? Or hot chocolate?"
"Bring both. I'll have the tea and she can have the chocolate. Females like things like that." His master said with a small upward curl of his lip at the corner. Showing his distaste for pleasantries already.
Wonderful.
"As you wish sir." The demon said pleasantly from over his shoulder as he walked away while his master took the chance to go ahead and enter the study.
Not even ten minutes passed before Sabastian returned with everything, medical supplies, towel, dress, tea and hot chocolate- and found his master seated across from the young lady looking as pale as the day he had died as a human. His mis matched yes were impossibly wide and staring at the young lady who was crying hysterically for someone named... Jamie? As his master's jaw and hands clenched almost until Sebastian could tell he was about to snap.
Whatever had happened in the short span of time he had been gone, he had obviously missed something good. Or bad. However one tended to look upon things like hysterical crying and pale as death masters.
Frowning, he was about to ask his master what was wrong when his master met his eyes and said in a shaky tone full of emotion, "Sebastian. It would seem that I am no longer the last of my cursed bloodline." Causing the raven's eyes to go wide as he turned his head to look at the young lady who was starting to quiet down.
Her hysterical cries dying down to the occasional sob and hiccup as Ciel then said, "Her family- what was left of our family, was murdered tonight... And she has no where else to go."
"Then will the young miss be staying?" Sebastian questioned, curiously. Earning a strange look from Ciel before he replied.
"Yes. Once she's warmed up a bit and drank some of her hot chocolate- will you please fix a room for her and put her to bed. I would imagine that between the deaths of our kin folk and the shock of coming here, she will have much to adjust too when she awakens tomorrow."
"Yes master Ciel." Sebastian said as he glanced over at the young woman from under his bangs. Noting that she was no longer awake. Sometime between his arrival and his talk with his master she had somehow managed to block them out enough to doze off curled in on herself, in the chair, and was now quietly crying in her sleep.
