Lucy's POV

I wake as sun illuminates the room. I get up, half expecting Sebastian to be there with freshly brewed tea, but the room is still. The only movement in the room is mine. I dress for the day in a light green day gown with yellow lace running from the top of the torso to the waistline. Then I put on my black knee-high leather boots and put my hair in a bun with an extra piece of yellow lace that matches that of the dress. I walk out of my room and into the back garden. As I head for the hedge maze, wanting to see how far I can manage to get on my own, an enormous white dog with a black spiked collar and red eyes jumps in front of me. An angered look enters his eyes and he pins me down by the shoulders. I scream as loud as a can, hoping to get anyone's attention, preferably Sebastian because he can actually putt the monster off of me. The building sized dog extends his nails into my skin. My anger flairs and just as I am about to try my luck and push the dog off myself, Sebastian comes. He swings the beast by its tail and sends it flying to the forest on the out-skirts of the manner.

"Milady, are you alright?" I look at my dress. It is torn where I was pinned down and the velvet on the sides that keeps the majority of the dress together is falling apart.

"What….is…that…thing!" I ask through my exhausted gasping.

"That is Pluto, a demon hound."

"A what!" I exclaim.

"We picked him up when the Young Master had a case down in Houndsworth." Sebastian replies with a slight frown on his face.

"Did you say…Houndsworth?" I squeeze my eyes shut as I try to recall one of my favorite childhood memories, but it all comes up so blurry.

***Flashback***

"Happy fifth birthday, Lucy!" My parents cheer happily. Then my bedroom door opens, and in come Edwin, Mortise, Thomas, Penny, and Jasper with an enormous birthday cake.

"Happy Birthday, Lady Lucy!" They all cheer for me as they place the large cake on a food cart.

"The cake is chocolate with a fudge ribbon running through the inside, frosted with butter crème icing." Edwin says to me as he begins to slice into the top layer.

"Five layers of cake, one for every year you've been alive." Penny says to me, beaming. Father grabs my waist and hauls me on his shoulders, so I can see over the cake.

"Now, make a wish and blow." My father says as Jasper turns the lights off.

"I wish to see the world." I say, then blow all the candles out. The lights turn back on, and I look around the room; everybody is clapping and smiling, for me!

"What story do you want this year, darling?" My mother asks me.

"Can you tell me how you and father met?" Mum and dad look at each other warmly, and nod back at me.

"When I was about fourteen, I lived in a little town on the outskirts of London named Houndsworth. I was the second child of the Barrymore noble family. Our family were like the protectors of the town. My elder brother Henry was never quite as…delicate as my father, so to say. But anyway, on the dawn of my fourteenth birthday, the same day as the town's 'Pride of the Dog' festival."

"What's the Pride of the Dog festival?" I ask

"Its when the town would celebrate the existence of all dogs. We as a town are believed to come into existence by the united powers of dogs, and the fist Barrymore."

"Wow! That's amazing!" I exclaim. Mum nods, then continues with the main part of her story.

"I was in the front room, preparing to set off to the festival, when a knock sounded at the door. Fredrick was but forty-eight then, a servant back at my family estate. He answered the door, and there stood your father. He bowed at my presence, and complemented my beauty. The second are eyes locked on each other, our loved immediately formed. I went to take his hand, but then my father, mother, and brother came down to see what was going on. Fredrick announced your father as Lord Cole Levi Rosenerro, the current head of the Rosenerro Estate. His exact words were and I quote, 'The Lord has come all the way from the far east end of London here to Houndsworth to ask for Lady Amelia Ella Barrymore's hand in marriage.' My father and mother both knew this day would come. All my father asked was, 'Will my daughter be leaving our town?' your father said yes, but he promised my safety and overall happiness. Although my parents approved, my brother was disgusted. At the festival when my father announced my marriage, the town was shocked, but then happy, and welcomed my future. The last thing I remember is when your father and I were leaving for his manner, and my brother shouted, 'You are a traitor, Amelia! When I take over, there will be no festivals. The town will allow no outsiders, all because of you!'" My mother looked down for a second, but then smiles at me and dad and says, "In the long run, it was all worth it-"

My memory fades to the point that I can't remember what happened. Everyone's faces completely blurs. I shake my head to try to get rid of the memory. I look over to Sebastian, whom stares at me with a solid expression.

"Well I best be heading off now. I am taking the young Master into town today to run some errands." Sebastian dips his head, and walks off into the front room where I hear Ciel say angrily, "What took you so long! Daylight won't wait for you." Then the front door shuts loudly, and the manner goes silent.

I walk into the kitchen to look for the chef.

"Hello, is the manner's chef in here?" I call into the kitchen. The man I saw my first day at the manner with the cigar in his mouth turned around. He was sitting at a small wooden table in the back with the younger blonde man, and the younger woman.

"You talkin' to me?" The man asks.

"Well, you are in a chef's uniform, are you not?" I say, and smile.

His eyes gleam and he exclaims,

"That's right, I'm the chef!"

"I'm afraid we haven't been properly acquainted. I'm Lady Lucy Rosenerro, but I prefer to just be called Lucy."

"Nice to meet you, Lucy!" They all say.

"I'm Mey-Rin." Says the maid.

"I'm Finny." Says the young boy.

"And I'm Bard." Says the chef. We all smile at each other. Just then, a bell tolls from within the manner, making Mey-Rin jump out of her seat.

"The mail!" She exclaims, running out the room.

"So, may I have chocolate cheese cake with fresh raspberry jam, Bard?" I look at him, smiling.

"Oh, sure." He slings a frying pan over his shoulder. "Cuz I'm the chef! Finny!"

"Y-yes?" The younger man asks.

"Go to the garden and pick some raspberries." Bard orders.

"Yes, Sir!" Finny raises his hand to his forehead in solute, then runs off to the garden. I leave the room, and go to the back garden, watching out for that beast of a dog, Pluto. I spot Finny picking raspberries like mad.

"You have enough." I say, looking over his shoulder.

"Oh, your right," He smiles at me, "Thanks."

"Does this manner have any riding stables?" I ask.

"No, I don't think so." Finny says, scratching his head.

"Oh, ok then." I say, disappointed. Riding was the one thing I did at my manner everyday. It is also the only time I went outside.

"I'll get these to Bard." Finny says, walking back into the manner. I go back in too, just in time to be in the front room the second Ciel and Sebastian return. Sebastian comes in carrying at least a baker's dozen worth of boxes.

"I'll go get the rest." He says to Ciel.

"There's more? Ciel, you shop as much as a Mistress." I suppress my laughter. Just as Ciel moves his lips to retort at me, Mey-Rin barges through the front doors.

"Lucy, a letter has come for you, yes it has!" She runs up to me and hands me a

thick white envelope.

"Mey-Rin," Sebastian scolds, putting down more shopping boxes, "Is that any way to address a noble?"

"Please Sebastian." I say, "She can call me by my first name. I told her, Bard and Finny that they could." I put my fingertips on my forehead. "A good butler has not only dignity and respect for his master, but complexion for those around him." He just gives me a hard stare. I turn over the letter that Mey-Rin handed me-a big grin spreading across my face. "Sebastian, a letter opener, please." I hold out my hand. Both him and Ciel wear confusion on their faces like a drape. Sebastian lets out a small sigh and hands me the letter opener.

"What is that?" Ciel asks me. I turn over the letter before ripping it open, showing Ciel the back of the letter, sealed by a Royal Family stamp. "A letter from the Queen!" Ciel exclaims.