The sound of wheels racing across uneven ground was the only knife cutting into the dark silence of the carriage both Elizabeth and Ciel shared. The two had shared not a word since leaving the party, as the boy had given no explanation to their sudden departure and absence of Scotland Yard. Just why did those royal blue eyes look so conflicted?

Green pupils would occasionally trace towards their fiance, but the girl never worked up the courage to say the words that came to her.

Ciel ignored the obvious expression on Lizzy's face. He did not wish to discuss any further topics of the matter. A serious consideration of the entire event was in order. Ciel's eye wandered to the moving scenery flashing by. The darkness of the night seemed only interrupted by a bright streak of the moon and it's many followers.

They all claimed that a murder had never occurred, placing doubt into my mind. Even my brief examination of the murder location left me with no clues. The blood was removed and no hint of any foul play was detected. Just what is going on here? What would be the point of hiding a death? To protect the guilty party? But why do such a thing at a busy social ball? Too many questions are piling up.

Ciel's eyes wandered past his fiance's head and to the driver of the carriage. He glared slightly.

The whipping wind moved the sleek black hair of the demon, most likely chilling him to the very bone. The man was hiding something, wasn't he?

This cannot be a fake case. Did he disobey my order? I'll need to question him thoroughly.

With these thoughts going through the mind of the boy, he refocused his gaze upon the racing grandiose figures traveling past the carriage. They continued with their game, trailing after the carriage, biting off the stragglers and continuing to follow the horses' loud gallops as if they were hunting the animals. These shadows eventually left the boy as his gaze blurred. His consciousness, as well as his grip on the world of reality drifted into a dream filled with the shadows of biting dogs. They sprinted through a black night only illuminated by the gaze of the overhead celestial beings.


"Ciel..?" A sweet voice shook the boy from his sleep. His eyes fluttered open, revealing a dark night and tired emerald eyes. Elizabeth giggled.

"You fell asleep? You should do that in a bed, silly!"

The young Earl was the only one left in the carriage, as the lady had been helped down by a smirking butler.

"Would you like me to show you to your quarters, Lady Elizabeth?" Dark maroon eyes interrupted Lizzy's intent stare to her fiance. She nodded to Sebastian before whipping her head back to Ciel.

With her careful watch, the boy descended from the carriage, letting his heels click to the pavement of the front circle. He yawned, eyes drooping from tiredness. He skimmed the royal blue pupils to the sky, admiring the rather loud appearance of the stars.

The stars were rather bright this night, he noticed. They stared down, calm smiles on their faces. Somehow, it reminded him of a familiar woman he had only met earlier. She was rather odd with her sweet smile and sad eyes. It was almost as though she tried to warn off any misconceptions of her own depression to stop others from the worrying they might try. How was it that the young boy could gather so much from her clear as glass eyes? It was almost as though they stared right down into her soul without any bent glass.

But..

Ciel stuck his hands to his pocket as he narrowed his eyes to the moon.

Even the most clear glass can show a false picture.


"Oh, Ciel?" Elizabeth's voice interrupted the boy's hand wrapping around his study door. He paused for only a moment to give her a glance.

Her confused green eyes accompanied a tilt of the head. She pointed a finger down the hallway.

"I was under the assumption your chambers were farther down the hall. Isn't that the study?" Why would he go to his study when he was so visibly tired? Was he punishing himself.

Ciel turned back to his door. He entered, blue eyes not facing the girl.

"Do not concern yourself with me, Elizabeth. I'm only thinking over other matters. Get some rest." The boy left his fiance with such harsh words before cutting off all contact. The blonde girl was once again left with the black-clad butler. The hurt expression on her face told all of her unhappiness.

Is he angry with me?

"My Lord wishes that you recover, Lady Elizabeth. He only wishes for your well-being." Sebastian smiled as he reassured her.

Her eyes tracing over him paused only to look back to the study door. The drooped, depression staining them.

"I hope you're right, Sebastian."


"Ciel?"

A rather loud knock opened the door of the study.

The early morning rays of the sun that peeked through any windows was stopped by the chair of a young boy that had fallen asleep many hours ago. He lie in the midst of many papers and records, perhaps drooling on some of them out of carelessness. The various papers all related to a certain case, each one being longer and more detailed than the last. He had obviously put great concentration into his task.

Ciel's deep sleep was not stopped by the approach of his fiance, nor the gentle smile coming to her face. All she needed to reassure her nightmares of his anger was the picture before her. His careful examination of the case in order to soothe her worries was so obvious in the moment.

Elizabeth placed a soothing hand to his head, a full smile on her face.


"As long as you smile again."


She placed her head on his affectionately.

"Here I was supposed to be the one making you smile again. You always have to beat me at everything, don't you?"