A blood relation... But how was that even possible? He should have been the absolute last. Shouldn't he? Ciel wondered as he let Sebastian move over to the chair where she had been seated and carefully lift her from it so that he could carry her from his study. Her head resting in the crook of his demon butler's shoulder as he walked out of the room.

Taking great pains not to jostle the young lady awake or bump her head into the door frame in the process.

He supposed that he should have known she was one of his kin in some way. The ring she wore on the chain around her neck was exactly like his own, antique, expensive, but most of all- only a piece that a Phantomhive would dare to wear. It was something that would and could be used for identification among others of the same bloodline, and yet he had ignored that recognition at first thinking...

Come to think of it, what had he been thinking? It had been nothing good. True. But now that he realized his mistake and had given it a bit of time to all sink in, he had probably traumatized the poor creature further after the events earlier tonight before her arrival.

He'd have to remedy that on the morrow when she awoke.

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Sebastian sighed as he lay the young lady down on the large satin sheeted bed and straightened his spine and looked about the room that he had chosen to place her in. It was a lady's room, sure. And close to his master's own chambers in case something should happen.

However he hadn't had time to decorate it appropriately for his master's new relative. And being a demon who lived to please his master in all ways, he took a moment to study the woman for ideas before getting a few.

She was wearing green. So perhaps if the walls were a nice soft mint color with lavender flowers...

Snapping his fingers, the walls changed from pink to mint green with emerald interwoven into the floral patterns with lavender roses. Earning a delighted hum from the demon before he then changed the color of the satin sheets and the curtains hanging from the canopy of the bed to match the walls.

Then he took several minutes to measure her and create a starter's wardrobe for her. She had a lovely square neck lavender silk gown, a pale green dress with a heart shaped neckline and lace, a white velvet morning dress, and violet black lace satin gown and several very simple dressing gowns- with underthings since she would need those as well.

He then created several other items for her, all of them small. Jewelry befitting a lady born into his master's house hold. A three strand pearl choker with matching dangle pearl earrings, several pairs of glittering diamond earrings and tiara's, three white gold, diamond and sapphire bracelets, an emerald and diamond ring with a matching necklace, and several other pieces.

Next what he made was an intricately created trinket box with glittering fire opal inlay in the shape of a bouquet of peonies with two tiny sapphire butterflies all tied together with an onyx ribbon.

Next- and he felt he went a tad bit all out on the items, for his master's sake at least, were several vials of perfume. Rose, jasmine, peony, lily, lavender and a few others that he felt would fit the lady's taste quite well since all were perfectly innocent scents that while prove to be wonderfully tantalizing to the senses. Would not offend his master's nor his own delicate, demonic noses nor some of their other senses since they needed them to hunt for prey.

All in all the task of altering the room, making clothing and jewels and perfumes for the young women took about five minutes total thanks to his super human speed. And once he had finished all of that...he once again found his attention on the sleeping young lady.

The new mistress of the Phantomhive name, lands, estates and fortunes.

After all now that his master Ciel was a demon like him- he had no true use for the vast amounts of wealth he had accumulated while he had been a human.

Busying himself with slipping the girl's leather boots off, he set them aside before glancing up at the blood spatter, still, on her skin and clothing and sighed. Ah yes, he knew he had been remiss in something but had forgotten what it was. But now he remembered.

The young lady needed to be cleaned up, have her wounds looked at and treated and then re dressed in a night gown and put to bed. He couldn't very well let his master's relative catch a chill and quite possibly her death. Why his master would never forgive him.

Getting up, he walked into the beautifully decorated and spacious adjoining bathroom and sat down on the edge of the large porcelain tub and turned on the tap and then picked up a glass bottle of sweet scented salts and put a small spoonful in the accumulating water then turned off the tap and then moved to go get the young lady prepared for her late bath.