This had to be quick, you had to be quick about this, counting time in your head weaving through the crowd in the streets. Concealed by your cloak no one really noticed you. That was good, if anyone did well that just wouldn't be good. Last thing you needed was to hear Ciel and his mouth. Shaking the thought away, it wasn't important right now. Clutching a piece of paper to your chest, nearly crinkling it. Picking up your pace, time was ticking faster than you wanted it to.

How much time did you have left before? Was it dinner that was next? Grunting you wishing for a clock right now. Taking a sharp right slow your pace to a walk, eyes searching for the right spot. No. Not that one. No. Going pass a few more stop. Finally, you found the right one. Good, you could get out of this cold, reaching for the knob, twist and push open the door. Go inside.

Sebastian gives a knock on the door. "Baroness." He calls. "Lady Elizabeth had informed that you have taken to your room, is everything alright?"

There was no response, he knocks again. "Baroness? Hello?" Nothing. Not a single word, pressing an ear to the door hear nothing. But silence. Not even a single scratch or soft breath. Or heartbeat.

Emptiness was all. Grabbing the doorknob he jiggles it finding it locked. Odd. It shouldn't be locked, at least not at this hour. It would be easy to just break it open, then again who might come around the corner. Not wanting to take that chance, sighs and chooses the harder way.

"I shall fetch the keys, I suppose."

He walks away to fetch them. Grumbling on a bother it was. In a few minutes he comes back, taking a bit longer than he thought. If he hadn't been called by a certain Lady Harmony and the Marquesses, with a dap from his master and splash of wrecking on Baldroy's part. The door would have been open and he could see why there was silence. Flipping through the keys finds the right one.

"Ah, now." He stops half way to the door. It was open now, just a slither. It wasn't before.

Narrowing his eyes, calmly walks over opening it more. The room was empty and untouched. Yet, it seem to move and scent of fresh lingered heavily, someone was here. How? The window was still slightly left open, allowing a slip of air through. That wasn't good, allowing the cold in. The rooms needed to stay a certain temperature, cold weather could be rather...dangerous. Shutting and locking it.

Now, he adjusts his gloves with a preying glow in his eyes. To greet the guest. It'd be rude not to. His master would not want his reputation tainted. Best make them feel welcome.

"Sebastian? Is there something you needed?"

Surprised, he turns around finding you there at the door a confused look on. Wondering why his presence was in your room. "Why are you by the window?" You point to it. He said nothing remaining stun and puzzled himself.

There was not a single sound of you in the room nor was there trace of you in the manor, yet here you stood in the flesh. Whole. Dressed and everything, he noticed had changed. From your previous out, that and other things that caught his eyes.

"Forgive me, Baroness." He bows respectfully. "I had come to get you and found your door open. The window was open a bit," your eyes gasp quickly. He caught it. "so I thought to come and close it. I shall make sure to start a fire, it will be warm by evening before you rest your head."

"Oh, well, thank you. My window was open you say?"

"Yes." He nods. "It was." He waits for your response, focusing on your lips that quivered ever so slightly, and the small gulp down your throat.

Your spine tensed but you remain calm and sweet when you finally spoke after the pause. "Well, I am glad you came along and shut it. Thank you." Smile. Resting your hands before you. "If you must know, I did come up here to change just bit, I hope I didn't worry anyone. Like earlier?"

He listens to you briefly chuckle. Not wanting to share smiled to not give away his suspensions. Why did you smell like outside? And other scents he couldn't really place, it was the same when he found you up early in the kitchen. Your hands were a bit dirty, even if you washed and lotion them. A part of him wanted to grab your wrist and examine your hands closer and try to figure out the scent upon you, that caused him growl lowly threatening. Not sure why.

"Well," your voice breaks his tempted thoughts. "I should be off. I did promise Lizzie I would join her and Harmony. Excuse me."

He watches you leave in the right direction this time, humming carols. There was no doubt you were lightly dancing down the hall. He comes out a few seconds after and just as he thought you were lightly dancing in the hall. So predictable.

Looking back in the room, there was nothing moved or touched. Everything was were it needed to be.

"May? You changed?" Harmony asked looking up from her book, it was the first thing she noticed when you came to join her and Lizzie. "Why?"

Lizzie and Ran Mao who was still here, thank goodness also wanted to know. Yes, you had changed wearing a dark colored skirt with a short sleeve button up blouse. Your hair was just left down.

"I just thought I'd change, that's all." you answer quickly. "So, what have you been doing?"

"Reading!" She shows you. "See?"

A picture book, a holiday day one. It was filled with bells, snow, and children giddily playing with one another. A dream. "Well, it's-"

"Look at this one!" She changes the page showing you one of a man, a jolly man in red with a long white beard and round belly. He had kind eyes. "Everyone was talking about him, I think his name is...San..Sanny? Yeah! Sanny Clams!"

That wasn't the right name, but you didn't have the heart to correct her. Looking to Lizzie and Ran Mao who didn't have either. Both of them smile at her child wonder. "Oh, his name is Sanny Clams you say? Well, what is so wonderful about him? Hmm?"

Her eyes lite up like stars. "He's really, really nice! And he brings presents to so everyone! If you write a letter!"

"A letter? Why a letter?" You ask taking her by the hand, led her to center of the rug close but not to close the fireplace and pull her into your lap. Wrap your arms around her.

She kept going, her cheeks never stopped smiling. "A letter because, it is a way to talk to him. So he knows about you. You can ask him anything really."

Lizzie comes and join. "Anything? Like what?"

"What you want. What he likes. If he likes what you like and...so much more. He also has reindeers too."

Feeling something squishy and soft on your shoulder knew who it was pressing themselves close. Ran Mao. "Reindeers?"

Harmony nods, flipping to another page pointing at them. "See, their really pretty. Look how brown they are."

"Do they have names?" you asked with Lizzie.

A question Harmony had to think about. What did her peers say about Sanny Clams? About the reindeers and their names, how many did he have? Mouthing the words fussing a bit, Lizzie and you turn your heads to hide your laughter.

"I can't remember. I think one is...Pranny? No, that doesn't sound right. Comet? Yeah! Comet is one. I remember." She proudly said with an accomplished huff. "I wrote a letter to him. To Sanny Clams."

Tucking her closer under your chin, feeling Ran Mao's head rest on your shoulder. "And what did you write?" You asked, softly. The room falls silent for Harmony, Paula and Mey-Rin move a little closer waiting to hear what the girl had to say.

Harmony's heart leapt with bashful joy, a powder pink dusted on her cheeks. It was cute, they way her amber eyes twinkled in such a way. "I-I...wrote..."

"Come on, tell us?" Lizzie assists her. Patting her head lightly. "I would love to hear."

Gushing now, Harmony uses her book to hide her face and embarrassed smile. "I...I wrote...that..."

Now you wanted to know, gently pressure her to tell. "Come now, Harmony. Let us all hear what you wrote to Mr. Sanny Clams, hmm?"

She still did not say, her lips pressed together refusing access. Until someone insisted she say it. "All this prolonging, I say you quite teller." Ciel said with an amused smile. His eye warmly looking at Harmony.

"Ciel!" Lizzie chimes standing up. "Mother. Father. Everyone." She greets them. "Look Harmony, everyone has come to hear it. Will you tell us now? Hmm?"

Feeling her face heat up, kept it hidden behind the book. Shaking her head. The words wishing to be said trembled on her lips, it sounded like she was whimpering. "I believe the Lady Harmony is bashful." Lau said with a shrug. "It must be very important to not say it. Come Lady Harmony what secret do your lips hold?"

You shot Lau a sharp glare warning him. He just smiles it off. Flattered. "Why, Baroness, I never your eyes could look so lovely as steel."

God you just hated him. Rolling your eyes quickly, turn back to Harmony. Who still refused to say. Shaking her head, expecting Francis to say something for such a behavior, surprised she didn't. She remain patient. With a mild smile.

"Come now, Harmony." Ciel walks over lifts the book up lightly finding her semi swollen eyes. "This is rather foolish." He gives her a small smile. Holding out a hand. Kneels to her level and in what was whispered secret shared between them spoke. What words that were said remained between them, but it worked.

Harmony lowered her book, eyes only peeping out. At everyone waiting. Focus only on Ciel's, using his strength to give her the courage. It produced a small smile. "Okay." she agrees.

You and Ciel lock eyes for second, thanking him. Turn back to Harmony. She held her breath and releases. "I..I wrote..that..."

"Excuse me," Sebastian appears interrupting. "Forgive me, but dinner is ready."

Everyone lets out a metal sigh, Harmony was almost there. She was almost there, but, that would have to wait. "Alright." Ciel stood dusting himself of, holding out a hand helping Lizzie first. Alexis comes to help Harmony. Lau helps Ran Mao. Leaving Edward to help you. His body tensed, his eyes remain away from you.

Lizzie noticed his stalling. His mother too. Growling under her breath resisted the words ready to fly from her lips. Making a mental note to speak to her son about this, later. It wasn't that you needed help from Edward, you just...would have liked it. Rising on your own a hand presents itself before you. Your heart jumped, Edward changed his mind. You take the hand without a second thought.

A smile flushed across your face. "Edwa-" Stopped and froze. Expecting to meet emerald eyes, meet red ones. Made you gasp softly. "Sebastian?"

He said nothing, only smiled taking your hand, helping you up. "Please, this way." Escorts you to dinner.