Harmony wasn't sure how many Snake would want, either two or three cubes of sugar. His little friends would have to share the cup with him, as she didn't have quite enough. She waited for him to make up his mind, watching as he and the snakes decide on the number. Holding one of her many empty porcelain tea pots, this one was light blue, it had small little pink roses decorated in the center. A gift given to her from Ciel, just cause. It was her favorite, anything he gave her was her favorite (though her favorite was a red with cute little green birds that Auntie Red gave her; her butler had picked it out for her she was told). Normally it would have tea filled if she decided to play a simple tea party. Something a little girls are to practice and be proper at, should she 6ever be invited to attend a part.

Should she...a thought that cast her eyes down for a minute. She'd never been invited to one, and that was okay.

Anyway, shaking it off, Lizzie told her as her Auntie Red told her. Tea parties were essential in growing up into a fine lady. She had to grow into a fine one, it sounded so wonderful. Pretty dresses all the time, so many flowers she could run along them. Dancing and she'd look just as pretty as May. Her sister was indeed one, the thought of such dream filled her cheeks with a bashful tinge of red.

Could she become such a lady like her sister? Would people's eyes turn and look at her the way many do for May? Her mere presence was like a single light in dark room all eyes turned to, to be coated by its warmth. She was like the star on top of a Christmas tree for all to gaze upon and amaze with lore. She never knew her sister could be so...breathtaking. The rising heat on her cheeks fumed with each thought.

"To be like my sister..." she whispers to herself, staring at her reflection. "it would be.."

Snake looks at her, hearing he private words. Reaches across and taps on her on the head. Her eyes lift to his, he holds up the number. "Okay, two it is." She gives him 'two' cubes of sugar. Normally she'd have some if her sugar bowl was filled.

Sebastian would normally provide with the requirements for a tea part. A half filled kettle, at least seven cubes of sugar (May instructed him not spoil her teeth. She found over hearing them, though Sebastian would on occasions add three extra telling her not to tell.), cream in her creamer little milk jug, maybe some honey. It depend. And either small sandwiches or yummy cookies, of course she'd have to tell him and he'd get it ready for her. Sometimes he might share a small cup with her, of course she'd ask. Now, it was just all empty. All of it, without him here. She was happy he was on vacation, then why did small hole pinch in her heart.

Tea parties weren't...fun if it wasn't real. Snake sat quietly with the others watching Harmony's downturn face become heavier each second her thoughts remain on whatever troubled her mind. It was quite clear what it was, that sagging look in those misty amber eyes. Stretching out a hand, Wordsworth slithers down and over. Coils himself carefully around her shoulders giving a slight squeeze.

Its effect work and brought her smile back, though small it was there. Snake smiled to himself relieved. "Thank you." Harmony says to both the snake and young man. Wiping her eyes just a bit. Slowly her smile returned. "Now," she holds up her cup, Snake follows and they clink them together. "Don't forget pinkie out." She tells him, he does as she said and they share their 'tea' together. A small giggle slipped from her lips. Another from a kiss received from Wordsworth.

Snake takes another 'sip' smiling into the cup. "Mr. Snake," Harmony an idea shining in her eyes. He lets her say it. "why don't we go and invite everyone for tea?" He nearly spits out his 'tea'. Believing he agreed, she stands quickly and hurries out the room. Taking her kettle with her. "Come on."

His jumps up seconds after she already left, she was quick, very quick for a child her age. Rushes after her, Tenaka and Ciel tasked him with keeping her at bay. And should she stumble upon anything about the 'accidents' happening in the manor, than...the aftermath would be...

Everyone sat in the drawing room to discuss the recent death of three, their times and everyone's alibis for each. Arthur took the stage with in-depth thought on the matters. In sorting it all out. You (Tenaka had styled your hair back in a proper pony tail, styling your bang to frame your face lovingly)sat uncomfortably across from Karl, but pleasantly next to Arthur with Ciel on your other side. Tanaka provided tea and assortment of savory and sweet snacks for everyone.

You sipped on your tea minding yourself while shuttering from the wondering and inspecting eyes Carl glanced every so often your way as you where one of his diamonds. A part of you would rather sit at the end by Ran Mao, where Grey sat indulging on the snacks. Then again maybe not, but if Carl didn't stop you weren't sure how you would explain your foot on the side of his face.

Distain on mind about the man, tune your ears to Arthur. The man had a natural for his. "First of all, Lord Siemens death was around 10 past 1 this morning." He starts. "The only one who doesn't have alibi is Earl Phantomhive." He begins to draw up a chart. On to the next one. "Next, is the butler his time of death is unknown." You had no interest in your tea anymore setting it down. Not bothering to touch it or anything. "Finally Mr. Phelps. His time of death was 38 minutes past 2 this morning..am correct?"

"That's right." Grey concurs. Despite eyes that fell to you. You kept yourself prime unaffected.

Ciel smiles to himself behind his cup. Arthur kept going. "No, the butler's corpse," your hands grip one another in your lap, with deepen lost for taste. It did not go unnoticed by a pair of eyes. That continue watching you carefully."was found first, but who was actually killed first is still unknown."

You feel Lau about to say something subtly directed at you, your eyes shot burning needles, his mouth closes.

"From the their condition we know a few hours had passed between them being killed or finding them." Arthur said. Again a few eyes fall on you, you remained poised while crumpling inside. "At this stage, me and the earl who were chained to the bed till morning have an alibi."

"Chained?" you queried tilting your head slightly. Looking from Ciel to Arthur. "What do you mean chained?"

Ciel fills you in. "Me and Mr. Wordsmith got into bed and were chained together around 2 o'clock just before them, Sebastian," you grip your hands again from the tinging ache that flutter inside. Again those eyes saw. Making mental notes of their own. "said he had already guided Mr. Phelps to his room."

"Oh!" you precure lightly, doing your best to suppress the rising giggle that Ciel clearly saw behind that fair smile of yours. There was no doubt in his mind you wanted to jest him. Instead you turn to Arthur. "I must thank you," rest a hand on his wrist."Mr. Arthur for being so kind in watching over my dear little cousin." There it was, Ciel scorned a internal growl at you.

Arthur felt his face flush red, he nearly lost his words from your praise and smile. "Y-Yes, why, umm," he swallows tugging slightly on his collar. "you're most welcome." With a cough continues through his collected notes. Lau adds about Sebastian once more and who saw him last. And that tinge came back. "That would probably be us," Arthur confesses. "but..not only was it dark but the clock was rather far away so I can't tell you the exact time.."

Finnian's hand shot up. "We saw Mr. Sebastian in the middle of the night!" Refering to himself and Baldory.

"Me too!" Mey-Rin adds.

"At what time was it?" Arthur asked.

It took Finnian a minute. "I'm certain it was around 2:50."

"So this means," Arthur concludes. "Sebastian was killed last."

"Finnian, Baldory, and Mey-Rin" you address him, he turns to you. "you say Sebastian came to you around 2:50, was there a certain reason as to why?"

They take a moment to remember. "He came to me," Baldory starts first. "to coniform the food stock...and he gave this guy instructions on cleaning the hearths." Rest a hand on Finnian.

"He asked me to take care of a delivery owl?" Mey-Rin said question the strange request.

"An owl?" Ciel said surprised.

Baldory sighs. "As opposed to pigeons owls can fly through a storm. It's just like him to think of everything."

"What was in the letter?" Grey questioned to Mey-Rin.

"I didn't see." she proclaims.

"He must have sent a letter to the police." Arthur believed.

Ciel adds more. "Seeing as the telephone wouldn't connect in a storm like this, I guess so."

"However, if Sebastian was the last to be killed the story becomes a little more complex." Arthur said. Including more information. "The only ones who could lock the earl's room would Mr. Phelps himself, who was in the room, or Sebastian who had the key..which mean that Sebastian being the kill is the most likely scenario..but Sebastian was killed." His eyes look to you. Mused whether or not to say what his mind wanted to say.

Lucky for him Lau spoke. "So maybe the butler joined up with someone and together they committed the murders but then," while sipping his tea, his eyes slip over to you. "afterwards, they quarreled over the rewards the job would bring and finally he was silenced?"

Now nearly everyone's eyes fell on you. Mey-Rin held her gasp behind her hands. "Baroness!" She quips softly, shaking hear head. "She would never..." The thought of you and Sebastian involved was just..it was just..

"That's right." Grey silvery spoke. "The Baroness." He smirks. Resting his cheek on his hand. "We found you in the Mr. Phelps room, odd, if you ask me. Since only Sebastian," your eyes drop to your hands for a moment. Again it was noticed. "Mr. Phelps could open the door, the fact Mr. Phelps died before Sebastian leaves you rather void, wouldn't you say?"

He had a point. A good one that your mind rushed to find a way out. Seeing caught between a hard place simply made the Earl smile. "That is true." Arthur agrees. Sorrowfully. "Since Mr. Phelps did die first and finding you in the room over his body does in fact leave your time open. And without an alibi with both."

You put on a pondering face. "Yes, I suppose that does. I know for certain that I was asleep."

"But, you did go to bed early." He adds.

"Yes, you're quite right that I did. I assure you that I do not walk in my sleep." You jest lightly laughing a bit. "Even if I did, it would not be to end another's life."

"Even a lovely rose can draw blood." Karl murmurs between sips. A sardonic smile lightly on his lips, directed towards.

Your eyes lock hard if not sharply towards the impetuous man. "Yes, a rose does as do leeches." You strike back calmly, despite the needle words pricked on your tongue ready. Karl snarls under his breath at you. You simple cross your legs and smirk faintly. At the rile of this man. It was quite entertaining. "In all seriousness, I have not a single qualm with either two. Sebastian," your words slightly lodge in your throat for a second. "is an excellent butler of this manor. One could practically call him family."

Those words Ciel looks at you for a minute, they where nearly identical to the words of Madam Red ways back.

"So," you continued. "I have no ill reason to end one that makes a manor a home. For everyone here, especially for my dear cousin and sister. Second, for Mr. Phelps there not a single tinge in my body towards him. I found him amiable, the young man though fickled, I was not the one hanging around him like some enthralled primate. All evening." Karl anger boiled in his eyes at you. And the way your eyes just seem to cast over him like pompously only further it. "So, Mr. Woodley, if I am correct," you sit well. "you still believe that I am responsible for these actions, the only thing that I am responsible for is the care, protection, and affection in this manor towards my family and those who serve here. And if you are welcomed to step foot inside, other than that nothing else. So, let me make this clear," your voice chilled the room, with eyes that matched to the man. "your manner of accusation is both amusing as it feeble. I insist you further your fictional theories and snide comments to yourself. less you again I offer care to prove them?"

Karl visibly shook with rage at you, you smile sweetly at him with a mocking gleam in your golden-orbs. "You test my patience woman!"

"And you my intelligence." Retort turning a chin. "And Mr. Arthur's." Who flustered nervously at you mention him.

Tension rose like a thick fog in the room. Irene was astound at what you said. Grimsby swallowed the thick lump in his throat. Lau thinly smile amused with a flicker of appeasement. Mey-Rin and the others couldn't believe the way you handled yourself, the words that came from those tender lips, left them with a tinge of respect and chill down their spines. Tanaka remained calm. Ciel through his sips smiled to himself. Grey just munched away, Arthur shared the feeling with servants. Ran Mao's eyes just stare at you.

The soft clinging sound of Ciel's cup setting on the saucer removed the fog. All eyes transfer to him. "That's enough, May." He said, a innocent and jesting smile lights on your face. He address's Lau's claim."In that case, the probability of the killer being someone who would gain from their deaths seems high. If that is the case my cousin wouldn't have anything to gain from such."

"Exactly!" you pep with a wink.

He ignores your remark. "It's not unthinkable, Mr. Phelps was the heir to the Blue Star Line, a major company in the marine transportation business. He was a little weak-willed, but had enough skill to be entrusted with the foreign trade branch and recently even expanded business to the Asian Region."

Your eyes fall to Lau, a mistake on your part he meets your eyes sending a shiver down your spine that rose a growl from your throat. Quickly you break it. "So it would seem money makes the world go round." He said.

"Lau," Ciel he points. "he was your business rival."

The man said nothing for a moment. "...Well, I guess that's true." He smiles taking a sip from his cup.

"Further more you walk around carrying a needle in those dragging sleeves of yours do you not?"

All heads questionable turn to Lau, who just kept sitting there with a smile. What needle? Was what you wanted to know and everyone else. Anticipation steamed the room.

"Yes. I am carrying one." Lau simple answers pulling out a long, and you mean long needle. "It is used in oriental medicine though."

Everyone in the room minus Ciel erupts in shock, Grimsby and Karl most effected shoot up from their spots accusing him of murdering Phelps, which was going nowhere. Though the needle did indeed seem like what produced those two punctured wounds in Phelps neck, it wasn't. You could tell, what was used on Phelps was far more finesse. Lau's needle and his method one you had rather high intermediate knowledge of its practice. It did provide means of survival for you and Harmony. Back in the town and...back then. Smiling to memorably to yourself, Madam Red..you mean mother was impressed with your fine knowledge of anatomy and the field of medicine, you could still hear praises now.

"Ah! My dear what a wonderful knowledge you have on such a subject!" She fawns throwing herself on you. Squeezing you tight you were sure you saw a light. Her cheek proudly pressed against yours. Lavishing over your skill. "My heart is leaping with joyous pride, oh May!" She pets your head. A bit over the top she was being, this was really nothing to you. But, to her, it was something. And the praise, you'd be lying if you didn't adore it. "The apple didn't fall far from the tree."

Madam Red insisted and pushed for you further your learning in the area. To become a doctor like herself, even insisting she'd pay for school and all you needed. But, you declined many times, not wanting to leave Harmony. Madam Red understood and telling you that Harmony could move in with her while you attended school. She really wanted you and Harmony to come and live with her, to close. To be a family. There was always this sense of brokenness in her eyes that seem to fill when in the presence of you and Harmony. A brokenness the resonated with you whenever you meet her eyes. Or she meet yours. It was never spoken between you, nor was it never asked of dived in, it remained nothing but an understanding. A respectably and sympathetic one.

Madam Red...your stare at your hands. Caught in your thoughts of sadness, instantly come out from the sudden outburst of Grimsby and Karl.

All from Arthur's list in which he had been creating with everyone's alibis, you catch a quick glimpse. It had the all three deaths in order of time of death, on the top. On the left side lined up in a column everyone else, and across under each dead person was either and X or O showing those who had an alibi for each murder. Trailing your eyes down find your name, under Georg's you had a X. Under Phelps was a O and for Sebastian's an O. Furthering your incrimination.

Wonderful.

Arthur tries to calm them down to further explain. Grimsby who was as outraged as Karl, Irene held on to him, pleading he calm down. Both men had quite a temper.

Karl slams his fist down distressed. "Simple or not, I don't care. I've had enough!" He nearly knocked the china off. "Like I'd stay in this place anyway!"

"Where are you going?" Ciel said. "Under these circumstances I'd like you to refrain from acting on your own."

"You're saying that to me?!" He booms at Ciel. Your eyes bared hard at the man. "You're the one that's...! I know! It was really you who planed this all along wasn't it!" Pointing a sharp finger at Ciel.

Made your skin and throat tighten with heat. "Mr. Woodley, I implore you to mind your tone." He pays you no mind. Ciel rest a hand on yours.

"I'm not sure what you're trying to say," Ciel said with a quizzing smile hidden with amusement. "but please calm down."

Snake still had yet to catch up and get Harmony, she had a good distance between them. She was fast for a child with no sugar. If he didn't get then...Harmony stops for a moment at the bottom of the stairs looking right then left rowing unsure which way to go. Which room could the others be? Clinging tightly to her kettle decides on right, to change her mind hearing shouting coming left.

"The drawing room!" she exclaims running in that direction. Seconds after Snake comes, he hears the raging shouting blaring through the manor now. His heart drops and blood goes cold. Seeing the ends of Harmony's hair as she disappears around the corner. Rushes after her.

Following the shouting of mixed voice Harmony her smile spreads with gushing blush. "Ciel! Ciel! I want to have a tea party with everyone!" her shouts mix with the raging ones. There was no response. So she raises her voice again the moment she reaches and enters the room. Unaware of maelstrom she entered. Till she heard a loud crashing and saw Arthur be struck by Karl. Did she shriek. "Ah! Mr. Arthur!" Alerting everyone of her presence.

"Harmony!" You shout with Ciel and the others.

Frighten by the scene before Harmony continues to shriek while shouting at Karl. "Why would you be mean and hit Mr. Arthur!" An innocent mistake on her part. Karl turns his rage to her instead, raising a fist to her. Her amber eyes widen and body rushed with terror immobilizing any movement, leaving her at the mercy of Karl's rage.

Reacting and throwing themselves before her, arms wrap around Harmony and pull her secure safety. The swift action caused her kettle to drop and shatter. Everyone's mouths gasped and nearly fell open, not just for Harmony but at the sight before them. Fear and stun spread on most faces while others looked on, Karl was dangerously pinned and smashed down through the table, it shattered, a hand crushing around his throat; arm pinned behind his back ready to be torn off, knee sharply between his shoulder blades and the tip of Grey's blade an inch away from his bulging eyes sweating fear. Slowly look back locking with your fierce and equally dark eyes that showed not an ounce of light, he was sure he saw death in them. Death for him that was just barely restrained back. Everyone couldn't believe what just happened, it all happened so fast, especially you. The way you moved so swiftly faster than the eye could blink. So effortlessly, like one smooth rhythm. Reacting before the kettle even shattered.

Quite a few shivered with fearing respect. Others shivered with charm. You warned this man, you warmed him kindly first and again, yet he didn't listen and he dare raise a fist to those here? He nearly took it away. Took your light. It was only fair you take him away too. This was your place and he dare disrupt it? You could deal with his bigotry self, his impetuous and affable nature. But, not this.

Raising to strike Harmony. To strike Ciel. Was beyond forgivable, punishment death. Would have automatically been your reaction, if not for Tenaka hold on your wrist. All you saw was red, if not for the old man's touch and Ciel's. Did you color and vision return.

"Baroness..." Tenaka voice was heard. "Come now, a lady must not been seen in such a manner."

You still hadn't moved, moving the blade closer Karl darn not to make a sound. "May." Ciel's voice breaks through, he rest a hand on holding the hilt, it was calm and comforting. Your grip began to melt and loosen. Seeing this he slips the sword from you and quickly gives to another. Takes hold of your hand. "Let him go." He said calmly.

Everyone stood on toes waiting, Ciel had sent Harmony back to Snake before she saw this, you drew a deep breath shutting your eyes. "Don't take her!" Your mind screams, opening your eyes exhale slowly releasing Karl who remained like stone. You rise off the child of a man with Tenaka and Ciel helping you. Tenaka began dusting you off lightly, tisking at you.

"Mr. Woodley," your voice though calm burned with fury. "as I stated before and warned you, this manor is under my protection, my care, and my affection an attack on those who live and serve are also under it. Should you ever raise such a thought or gesture again," your eyes slide back sharply to him. "you will no longer be a guest here."

Your words sent an icy chill down his spine, that fierce look in your eyes was like a sharp blade pierced him he was sure he had just been cut. Turning your eyes away walk away. "I need to tend to my sister, excuse me."

There was no objection, no dared to give it.

Snake safely had Harmony away from everyone, brought her back to the servants quarters. Gathering a few of her toys took to the room he shared with guys and placed her on his bed, a few of his snakes coiled around her to comfort her. Dottie came over and rest at the foot of the bed. Harmony still remained in a state of fright, clinging to her rabbit and the only thing left of her kettle, a single shard. He wasn't sure what to do, Finnian was good at getting her out of states like this. He didn't know how to make any sort of silly face like Finnan did or any stories Baldory knew. If she was a snake then could do something to cheer her up. But she wasn't. He clenches his bed silently cursing himself. If Sebastian were here, he'd know how to Harmony to feel better. Some nice warm milk or apple cider with some cookies. Or a special tart. Snake didn't know how to make any of those.

Besides it was his fault, for putting her in such a dangerous position. Something he could not shake. He need miracle right now, raising a hand rest lightly on her head. Quickly takes it off when a knock comes to the door.

"Snake," he hears you behind the door. "Can I come in?" He didn't say anything because you opened the door anyway. Peering inside your eyes land on Harmony, her back was to you and body curled closed. She was still affected, still frighten. "Oh, Harmony.." you moan softly. Look to Snake his eyes remain on Harmony, making you smile. "Snake." You call to him.

He turns to you. Finding you before him. Meets your eyes expressing his guilt and shame that vibrantly shone. "Please, don't blame yourself, you did nothing wrong." you tell him kindly. With no resentment or malic to his shock, not a single drop of anger in your eyes that warmly cast upon him. He wasn't sure what to think, this look you gave was one he hadn't experienced, but filled him what formed in the corner of his eyes, your thumb gently wiped away. "I entrust you with the care of my sister and I'm glad you're her friend too. So, thank you." Smile. Bring him into a hug.

Something warm flushed through his body from your touch, it lasted for a moment then vanished. Before he could blink.

Harmony was going to be alright, after staying a bit with her and Snake, managed to calm her down with a soothing lullaby and rocking. She came upon sleep, you tucked her in and left. There was still a murder to be solved, though before you left Harmony called a name in her sleep. You just deemed it cute and left, assuring her they would return. Leaving the servants' quarters head back to the others. For some reason you took the long way, walking by certain areas, stop at before the kitchen and look in.

It was empty.

You strangely relate with room. Feel something unusual, lifting a hand gently touch your trembling bottom lip. Odd, it never trembled like this before. Turning away from the kitchen, it stopped, turning back around to face it, it started back up. That and the strange tinge of pain you felt in your chest now was sharp. You weren't bleeding or anything, touching the area over your chest where the pain was the loudest, quickly move it away and leave.

The halls even seem lonely, the weather outside didn't help. That damn Sebastian...you cruse him, biting your lip. Stop hearing close yet distant cries coming from outside, walking to the window peer outside and see Mey-Rin and Finnian crying in the rain. Baldory stood with them doing his best to keep it together. They cried out their sorrows to the skies, for Sebastian. It was heartbreaking. Your own heart wept for them. Ached for them, silently with them. All this time...they held it in and...tears, how lucky they where to shed them. Touching your eyes finding nothing, yet oddly it felt like it was there. Moving away run off.

This was crazy, but you didn't care. Nothing mattered, despite your desire for tears, you hated seeing them. Picking up speed (if you could just fly), hurry through the halls. Being careful not to be seen in such an action. Ciel or Tenaka would surely chide you. Making a sharp turn around the corner reach your destination. Swing the door open with help from the wild winds, rain rushed in nearly pushed you back. But, you fought against it, pushed through it. Yelling for the others. Ignoring the pouring rain that soaked you all the way through, it was nothing compared to the others. You meant what you said, about those here living in this manor. They were under your protection, care, and affection. A hard gust of wind nearly swept you away, if someone didn't quickly grab and pull you back. That touch...your head snaps up finding yourself back inside on the floor drenched, except for a towel on your head.

How did you..."Baroness?!" Mey-Rin's and the others voices cut your thoughts. You look in their direction as they come over. She drops to her knees looking you over. "Baroness! Y-You're all soaked."

The others fuss over you too. "AH, you can catch a cold!" Finnian begins using the towel and drying your hair wildly.

Baldory closes the door. "Where you outside?" He asked with a slight struggle. "Why where you outside?"

"It's awfully dangerous out there." Finnian starts on your face. "You could have been blown away and the master and Lady Harmony would have be so sad tha-"

Your grab his wrist, he flinches slightly, stops. "Baroness?" Mey-Rin softly cause to you.

Grabbing the towel, hold it over your face for a bit. Clenching it slightly, take a deep breath remove, your eyes fall to each of them soothingly. Matching your words. "Please, please don't cry." you softly speak, droplets of rain fall from your eyes lashes down your cheeks. "If there is anything I can do make them stop, then...then I will."

None of them expected to hear those words from you, stun, their words vanished left in an air of shock. Looking further Finnian realized the meaning behind your words and throws his arms around you. "It's okay, Baroness. It's okay." He whispers with each squeeze.

A soft smile comes to Tenaka lips. "Baroness," he extends a hand to you. "it is not proper for a lady to be on her knees. Nor wet clothes. Come," he helps you up. "you need a nice hot bath and a change of clothes."

Rising Finnian lets you go helping you. "Yes," you agree turning to him. "I should shouldn't I?" He leads you away as the others watch.

Tenaka drew you a bath just as he said, laid out your new change of clothes. The warmth of the water melted off the chill from your skin, it was relaxing. Sitting here just soaking. Thoughts that swam through you mind, taking a few more minutes rise and get out. Getting a towel Tenaka had out for you wrap it around yourself and step out.

He was suppose to be here, you angrily dress yourself. I made him promise. He promised and now...Damnit he's hurting everyone here. Mey-Rin, Finnian...everyone. What am I suppose to do? How can I even mend this? Let out a somber sigh, feel your lip tremble again, but you weren't by the kitchen. So it shouldn't even be doing this.

Taking a seat on your bed, slip on the matching footwear to your other short cheongsam dress. This one was ruby red (regrettably) with a crescent moon cutout on top your chest. With small white and golden flowers adorned along the sides, made it seem like they where dancing around it, for some reason though not surprised it seem shorter, again. Groaning that damn Lau! You wonder if had something to do with this. Because if he did...sighing, there was no proof. Checking yourself in the mirror making sure everything looked well, it did, so you leave to join the others.

Surprisingly they where still in the drawing room, the incident from earlier was cleaned and removed as if never happened. Replaced with a new table and everything. The moment you entered the room present yourself, forgetting to pay attention your feet cross over and you nearly trip. To be saved and swept up gracefully, find yourself in the hold of another.

"My, you must be careful," a unfamiliar voice said. Looking up meet the eyes of another, an older man. With slick back black hair, wrinkled yet alluring dark eyes that matched the concerned look on his face that turned into a smile. "you nearly had a terrible fall." He sets you up right, delicately holding your hand as his eyes search for any thing wrong. "Ah, you are perfectly well."

Who was this man? Why did he seem oddly and you mean oddly familiar and what was doing here? He seem to notice your burrowing questions. "Please allow me to introduce myself, my name is Jeremy Rathbone."