Sebastian opened the doors of the mansion; he held the door, expecting her to pass. Stephanie, as she walked through, gave Sebastian a natural smile which he returned as he followed her with his head. She then cast her eyes at the vast openness of the Phantomhive hall and noticed the small blue figure walking towards her from the foot of the stairs. Watson however, simply gave Sebastian another scowl and proceeded to skulk to a reasonable place in-between Stephanie and Sebastian. Just to make sure.
Now that Sebastian was satisfied that the guests were all inside he quietly closed the door and began to introduce the party to his approaching master. "My master, your guests have arrived. Miss Wittman and her butler...," Sebastian trailed off, expecting for Watson to introduce himself to his master, only for Watson to give a nod out of politeness. As quick as a dancer showing his masterpiece, he flew in front of Stephanie and gave her another bow. "Miss Wittman, here is my master, Ciel Phantomhive," he said as he turned from her to the boy that she only just realised was standing a few metres from her.
They were both similar in height. Ciel wore an azure jacket with a matching pair of shorts and a neat top hat. His hair was messy, short and was a very dark grey. Stephanie wore a simple long dress which was deep purple and velvet in texture. Her Hair was mid-length, elegant and was a soft shade of black.
His icy eyes stared at her while he tipped his hat. She gave him a short and pleasant courtesy. "Miss Wittman, thank you for accepting my invitation to dinner," Ciel announced.
"Thank you. The pleasure is all mine," Stephanie replied, flashing another smile.
"Yes, now we will be joined by Elizabeth and I suggest we go to the dining room as the food is nearly ready. However there is business about your butler that needs to be sorted out...,' he voiced while slightly raising his lip.
"Really, what could it be?" Stephanie questioned and turned towards her butler in surprise. Watson gave a perturb look to Ciel while blinking rapidly in suspicion.
"It's nothing serious. It's just that as he is not required for dinner, he can make himself useful and check some books I received to make they're correct. I heard he was quite educated and experienced in history and would be most helpful.' Ciel revealed
"Oh...well," Stephanie began giving another quick look to her butler. He gave the most displeased look he could muster to try to coax her to refuse. "I suppose it the lest I could do for you inviting us. Where would you like him?"
"The books will be in the library, Sebastian will take him there. Thank you for allowing me to use his services." Ciel answered. "Sebastian, take Watson to the library and show him the recent books."
"Right away Sir" Sebastian followed. Watson stood his ground, awaiting another look from her, perhaps in disbelief.
"Watson," Stephanie said. She knew Watson hated being used like this but it was his job as a butler to do so.
"Yes, ma'am," Watson nodded. He accepted his defeat and began to walk behind Sebastian like a prisoner on a chain.
"Right, shall we?" Ciel asked and started to lead her to the dining room. Stephanie looked back in search of her butler but the door had closed, separating them, and leaving her to the mercy of the Phantomhive.