"So, you work under the Queen as well?" Ciel asked Mae.
"Yes, you might recognize the name I work under as the Raven."
"And, she asked you to help me?"
She nodded.
He sighed. He didn't like the idea of the Queen thinking he couldn't solve the case by himself. He could! He just needed more time and evidence…
But, now he has to watch over this girl as well? He didn't know anything about her yet he has to let her into his home and accept her assistance. He didn't want to, no he did not, but he had to. It was not his choice and he didn't have one in this matter. So, he sighed once more and said, "Fine, I suppose I'll let you help. Sebastian!"
"Yes my lord?" His butler, Sebastian, answered.
"Take Mae to one of our guest rooms, then you can go prepare dinner." Ciel ordered returning to his work without anymore acknowledgment to Mae.
"As you wish. Come Miss Rochester, I have a room already set up for your use." He held open the door for her, leading her down the long hallways.
She smiled and followed the butler. "Thank you Sebastian."
The corners of his mouth lifted slightly. He wasn't necessarily used to appreciation for his work. Then again, he supposed that he really didn't need it considering he was working under contract. Appreciation or not he had to do what the master orders. And, in his mind, it was worth it for the young master's tasteful soul.
After walking for a short amount of time, the two arrived in front of the door Jack went into from before. Sebastian opened the door for Mae and found her butler finishing up unpacking the lady's things. The man looked up from the now empty suitcase and caught the red eyes of the Phantomhive butler. Recognition dawned on his face, then both of them glared at each other ferociously. "Dusteby, it's a pleasure to see you again."
Jack said nothing in reply, just continued to glare at the butler.
Mae looked back and forth between the two men confused out of her mind. "Do you two know each other?"
"Yes, we actually know each other quite well," Sebastian answered with a dark smirk.
Mae looked back to Jack with a worried, and still confused glint in her eyes. Jack glanced over to her and angrily sighed. "Don't you have duties to attend to Michaelis?"
Sebastian's smirk grew, but he said nothing. Instead he bowed slightly and took his leave.
Mae watched him leave then turned back to her butler. "Jack, what was that about?"
For a moment or two, neither of the two really knew how long, they stared at each other in silence; Mae waiting for an answer and Jack thinking up of one. Finally, he sighed and said, "I've met Michaelis a long time ago."
She rolled her brown eyes. "Well, I figured that out."
He smiled slightly. "I guess you could consider him...a fellow colleague of mine."
She raised an eyebrow out of scepticism. "Really?"
He shrugged. "Anyway, I met him when he was a butler for a different noble family. He was with his master at a ball and I was there with mine who I had served for many years. Apparently our masters knew each other and we were indirectly introduced to one another."
She nodded and asked persistently, "Okay, but, why do you hate him so much? What happened?"
A sad look took over his face. At first nothing was said, but then he spoke softly, "He murdered my master."
~Meanwhile~
"Baldroy! Put that flamethrower away this instance!" Sebastian demanded as he walked into the kitchen. He had caught the Phantomhive chef about to use the weapon to cook the pork steak. The man should have learned from past experiences that doing so would only burn the meat into black ash. But, no, Sebastian worked with bloody fools.
Just as he was about to hit the buffoon chef upside the head and scold him, a loud girly shriek was heard from the dining room. Sebastian sighed and jogged out of the kitchen and into the next room. There he found Mey-rin struggling to hold the tower of china plates steady. "W-waoh!" She shuffled back and forth trying to balance the plates, but the tower wobbled and in slow motion was falling.
Sebastian, with lightning speed, ran over and caught all of the plates in both of his hands and even caught one with the tip of his shoe.
Mey-rin adjusted her glasses and with an embarrassed blush said, "O-oh my! I-I'm so sorry Mr. Sebastian, I-I thought I-I could carry them."
He set all of the plates down on the table and sighed. "It is alright, just try to carry less and make more trips to set the table next time."
"O-okay!" She responded.
He dusted off his suit and walked off to see what everyone else was doing. He walked down the hall and glanced out a nearby window spotting Finnian outside in the garden, running around in circles away from the demon dog Pluto. Sebastian debated whether he should help the gardener or not, but decided that if he didn't do something, then those two would probably ruin the master's flowers. So, with another sigh, he walked off toward the garden, nodding a greeting to the old man Tanaka who was simply standing in the middle of the hallway sipping his tea. "Good day Tanaka."
"Ho ho ho!" Was all the man said.
Saying nothing more, Sebastian strode off, adjusting his gloves with a smirk. He may have to work with these idiots, but it was nothing he couldn't handle. After all, he was one hell of a butler.
