Hello all my dearest friends and readers! After some major convincing from others, I have decided to continue this story. Please keep in mind that this portion of the story will be split into two parts. I hope you enjoy it!
Disclaimer: I own nothing related to Black Butler…
A Spider's Queen Or A Raven's Princess?
On the night before Rosalina's meeting with Alois and Claude, Hannah couldn't help but continue to worry that her master might be planning something different and him wanting to meet Rosalina was a ruse.
Just the very thought of Alois or Claude touching her was enough to make Hannah shudder.
"Miss Hannah, what are these people like?" Rosalina asked, bringing the woman back to reality.
Looking at the girl who was sitting on the floor staring at the letter, Hannah sighed and sat next to her.
"Rosalina, these people are very interesting, they are very responsible. I'm sure you will like them and they will like you in return." Hannah responded as vague as she could.
With Rosalina's silence lasting for a while, Hannah figured she was satisfied with her answer; she got up to leave but was stopped by Rosalina again.
"Miss Hannah, can you be more specific about Claude?" she asked in the emotionless tone.
Wondering why Rosalina was more interested in Claude than and why the girl once again become emotionless, Hannah had no idea what to say.
"Well, what do you want to know?"
Without hesitation, Rosalina quickly answered.
"Is he mean or is he nice?"
"Will he do something to me?"
Rosalina then got up and stood in front of her mirror.
Now a bit concerned (and frightened), Hannah slowly made her way to the mirror.
"Well, Claude is quite mysterious, and I doubt he'll do anything unless it's under his master's order."
Rosalina looked down for a minute before looking back at Hannah.
"Will he hurt you?" she asked in her usual tone.
Hannah once again held the girl close and started to stroke her long dark-blue hair.
"Don't worry about me; it's all about you now."
. . .
The next morning, Rosalina woke up with s very heavy pain in her chest; not because of her meeting with Claude and Alois, but rather a strange sensation that coursed through her most of the night. Looking down at her hands, Rosalina noticed that she had several scar-like markings across her palms and fingers.
"Rosalina, your bath is ready." She heard Hannah call from the nearby bathroom.
Slowly making her way to the bathroom, Rosalina entered a dream-like state, eventually the world being dead to her.
Pathetic…
It's all Pathetic…
They are…
You are…
Every single person…
Every single thing…
Come to me…
"Rosalina, did you hear me?"
The girl soon found herself staring into Hannah's concerned eyes.
"I'm sorry Miss Hannah, what did you say?"
Hannah slightly frowned at her question. "I said that I want you to tell me if you are sure that you want to go through this meeting today."
In reality, Rosalina didn't want to, but she did know it was going to happen at some point.
"Yes, Miss Hannah, I want to do this today." She replied while untying her robe.
Just as it slipped off, Hannah took notice of the marks on Rosalina's hands.
"Rosalina, what did you do to your hands?" Hannah nervously asked while inspecting them herself.
"Miss Hannah, I woke up this morning and they were like this." She answered, positive that Hannah wouldn't believe her.
Just as Rosalina expected, Hannah did not believe her, knowing so by the look on the woman's face.
"Rosalina, these look like you squeezed knife blades. How can you say you suddenly received these?"
Not knowing what to say, the girl just shrugged her shoulders.
. . .
It didn't take very long for the young orphan to be fed, washed, and dressed. But, as Hannah brushed the dark-blue locks, Rosalina couldn't help but pay more attention to her scarred hands instead of her thoughts about Claude or Alois.
She had to admit that Hannah was correct about their appearance: they had crossed her fingers, both her palms, and some even reached the top of her wrists.
Rosalina had convinced herself that they were knife scars, but why would she squeeze knife blades, or how could she do it is she was asleep?
Not knowing what to think or say, Rosalina remained silent as Hannah started to weave a white ribbon into her now brushed hair.
Once Rosalina's hair was finished and white gloves were put on her hands to cover the scars, both females left the bedroom, and entered the red-carpeted hallway, where Rosalina immediately grabbed the back of Hannah's dress.
"She is so scared…" Hannah thought when she felt Rosalina's sudden grip.
"Miss Hannah, I don't want to do this anymore."
. . .
Back in the study, Alois was quickly tapping his fingers on the large wooden desk. He knew that Hannah was on her way with Rosalina, but before they arrived, Claude had to arrive first as Alois had sent him to get something that he had been saving "for a rainy day". Luckily for the blonde, Claude arrived first and quickly handed Alois a small, black box.
Alois took out the box's contents and hid them in his coat pocket.
"Now I really can't wait to see her." Alois whispered darkly while Claude stood beside him knowing full well what his master had planned.
. . .
Hannah turned around and knelt down to Rosalina's eye level.
"Rosalina, I know you are scared, as am I, but we both knew that this moment was going to occur, but nothing is going to happen. Just do what the master says, and you'll be fine.
After a few moments of scared silence, the orphan took a deep breath and nodded slowly.
"Okay Miss Hannah…"
Despite latching onto Hannah's dress again, Rosalina felt slightly better, unaware that since the invitation, Hannah had a very bad feeling that this was not going to be an ordinary meeting.
Eventually, Hannah and Rosalina reached the study and slowly walked in where Rosalina was immediately met with the blonde's mischievous smile.
"Welcome Rosalina, do have a seat."
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