Sebastian was helping me change and look presentable for my meeting with my fiancé, or candidate as I prefer to call it. My ride should be outside of my mansion. Although I said the meeting was at 5:00pm, that was the time I needed to get ready or else my butler, Johannes will complain and rush me. Speaking of Johannes, I wonder where he is. Johannes was a hazel headed, brown-eyed, over dramatic butler. He's mostly an idiot to me, but he's very talented. I can never understand him sometimes, but he has such a lovable personality which makes him like an older sibling to me.
"May I, my lady?" Sebastian came up to me lightly tugging my gown sleeve. I gently took his hand away from my sleeve.
"S-Sebastian. I can change myself, thank you." I began to remember what happened when Johannes helped me change during the time of my body development. It was his duty but I felt so insecure about a man looking at my body. Long story short, he wasn't ever allowed to help me change after my 14th birthday.
"I can change you faster than you can change yourself, my lady." Sebastian smiled.
"Isabelle. Just call me Isabelle, Sebastian. And are you sure about that?" I crossed my arms and looked at him suspiciously.
He chuckled. "Well, Isabelle-san, I don't suppose you're embarrassed of showing your body now are you?"
My face slowly turned red. "N-no! Of course not!"
"You're not very honest now, Isabelle-san. How about I blindfold myself?" He pulled a handkerchief from his suit. "I am still able to change you and not see your body."
I was silent, thinking if I should go along with it or not. Well it IS Sebastian. He'll do anything to persuade someone, just like a demon. I looked at him. "Sound good Isabelle-san?"
"Yes. You may...With the handkerchief on." I replied. Sebastian quickly put the handkerchief on, and took my gown off, placing each clothing article on my body. He then took off the handkerchief and signaled me to sit on my bed. He started putting the socks and shoes he selected on my legs and feet. I stood up when he was done.
"Did you count how long that took, Isabelle-san?" Sebastian said while tying my corset and zipping my dress up. I looked at the time, 4:45. Sebastian took my clothes and folded them, placing them on my bed.
"No, but it was unbelievably fast." I smiled. At least Johannes won't rush me this time. I remembered when I arrived to meet my last "fiancé" about a week ago. I looked like the wind had taken me away. In the end, the guy wasn't worth it anyway.
"Time for your hair and face then." Sebastian said, walking toward the chair near the dresser. I followed him and he pulled the chair out for me. He pushed the chair in when I sat. Sebastian quickly combed my hair and started styling it to match the outfit. It came out to be pretty cute actually, I was surprised. When he was done, he started with the makeup. It was as if he put nothing on my face though.
"Sebastian," I began to ask. "It looks like I'm not even wearing makeup at all."
"Remember what I told you earlier?" Sebastian grinned. "Well are you satisfied with how you look?"
My face was red. I clearly remember what he had told me awhile ago. "You shouldn't put your natural beauty to waste..." It was the first time receiving a compliment like that before.
"Isabelle-san?"
"It's nice. I-I like it Sebastian. Thank you." I laughed. I loved how he made me look, he made me look feminine even though he knew I was nothing close to feminine.
"That's good then. I was afraid you weren't satisfied when your face started getting red." He smiled as he took my hand to stand me up.
"Sebastian, come here." I pulled his tie and brought his face closer to mine.
"Isabelle-san? What is the meaning of-" Sebastian stopped his sentence, surprised as he felt my lips touch his cheek.
"That's your reward, your thank you gift." I smirked, heading towards the door. "I'll give a better reward when there's time."
"You're one provocative woman, Isabelle-san." Sebastian laughed lightly.
"I know." I smiled at him, unlocking the door and opening it. Someone hit my head. "Ouch! What the hell!"
"I WAS LOOKING ALL OVER FOR YOU ISABELLE!" Johannes shouted. He looked over on the figure not too far away with me. "Who's this? Why were you alone with him? What happened?"
I hit Johannes's head, the same place where he hit me. "Look at me. That's what Sebastian did for me. He kindly offered."
Johannes rubbed his head and looked me over. "A lady like you shouldn't hit that hard."
"Go to hell! You piss me off sometimes Johannes! Let's go. Thank you again, Sebastian." I took my glare off my face and looked back at Sebastian. Johannes was shocked as usual, since I blew up on him again.
"My pleasure." Sebastian bowed and I left the room toward the main hall, expecting Johannes to follow. I looked back to see Johannes talking with Sebastian, so I walked back to my room.
"Such foul language the lady is using." Sebastian sighed to Johannes.
"I apologize for her behavior." Johannes bowed and smiled after.
"How were you able to dress her?" Johannes asked Sebastian, impressed by his work. Sebastian held out the handkerchief he used earlier and smiled. "YOU BLINDFOLDED HER!?"
"Johannes! You idiotic butler!" I shouted. "Let's go we're wasting time."
"That's unexpected from you Isabelle." Johannes said.
"Because I don't want Sebastian's efforts to go to waste." Johannes looked at me.
"As you wish, my majesty. Let's go."
Sebastian left my room with Johannes, closing the door. Johannes followed me to the main hall.
"Ah, Ciel-chan!" I called out to him. Ciel was walking toward us, concerned with something. "What's the matter?"
"You haven't seen Sebastian around have you, Isa-nee?" He asked.
"He was in my room a moment ago, but we all left. I'm not sure where he might be." I replied. "I'm in a hurry I must leave. Bye Ciel-chan~"
I walked with Johannes down the stairs to the entrance and toward the carriage waiting outside.
"What would Sebastian be doing in Isa-nee's room?" Ciel muttered to himself. He gave a disgusted face when he thought of one possibility.
"You're wrong Bocchan. I dressed her up." Sebastian bowed to Ciel.
Johannes and I were in the carriage. I sat facing him rather than beside him. We had a 6 year difference, he was the youngest and talented butler mother and father hired. But he was one big pain in the... Well sometimes. I treat him more as an older brother rather than a butler.
"So the guy you're meeting today is..." Johannes said casually, pulling a notepad out of his pocket. He flipped through the pages. "Alexander Wallace."
"Alexander Wallace...? What does he do?" I asked. I quickly got up and sat beside Johannes to look at his notepad, curious about the man I would be meeting. Johannes's face became bright red. "What? What's the matter?"
He coughed. "Nothing. Sir Wallace is well known for his social influences and money. It is rumored he is well talented in the many sports, musical and literature arts England has to offer." Johannes flipped the page. "He also is related to the Viscount, being his godson."
"T-The Viscount!?" I looked at Johannes; I remember meeting the Viscount at a party one time with Elizabeth. We also came across Sebastian as well; Ciel was nowhere to be found though. The Viscount, an old grown man who looks like they're 20 but they're not, has no shame on flirting and approaching young woman. It was obvious he was a womanizer at heart, and his lines sound like they came from Shakespeare's works. Oh how I want to smack him for making a move on my dear sister that time.
"Why is he related to him of all people!? Well, sounds interesting." I replied. The carriage stopped.
"Sounds like a troublesome one if you ask me." Johannes sighed.
"Well, no one asked." I remarked.
"...But not as troublesome as you." He sighed, smiling.
"Johannes! You-!" I began to shout back. The carriage stopped moving and the chauffeur knocked on the door.
"We're here, my lady." The door opened. Johannes let out a heavy sigh.
"Thank god, I would have been killed by such a woman."
"Tch." I glared at Johannes and the chauffeur offered a hand to help me out of the carriage. "Thank you."
I walked out along with Johannes to the entrance of Alexander Wallace's mansion. There were two servants waiting, greeting the two of us with a smile.
"Welcome to the Wallace household, please let us escort you to our master, Madame Isabelle." They took both my hands and kissed the back of my hands. Johannes glared at the two servants from behind.
"Please do." I politely smiled back at the two. Formal talk starts now. Ugh.