HIS MASTER, IN LOVE
CHAPTER two.
Excuse any wrong grammar or spelling that might be included.
In writing this fanfic,
I start at 10 p.m.
The Second Turn
His Master, O u t r a g e d
Now alone inside the privacy of his bedroom, Ciel pores over a letter sent to him by Lizzie's father just yesterday. This particular letter was actually the reason behind his utterly irritable mood.
"No matter how many times I read this, it still says the same things. Marriage. Property. Heir. Children.....I'm only sixteen going on seventeen and I have no idea why they say that Lizzie and I have to start married life as young as we are right now...." Ciel muttered, rage etched in his voice as he ripped the letter into pieces violently. "It's not like I am even.....even....."
"It's not like you even have feelings for the young lady, My Lord. That's what you were going to say. Wasn't it?"
That damned butler. "Sebastian! I thought I had locked-" Ciel cried in surprise. When could he ever have even a second by himself...?
"My Lord, you know that I could never leave you alone. I will always be by your side, even if this body-"
"I know about that, Sebastian. I still.....can't believe this....marriage thing...was going to come so soon. It's barbaric, preposterous, and so...goddamned infuriating. " Ciel replied, pissed. Butler, demon, or whatever Sebastian was, he still had his damned curiosity....
"My Lord, Lady Elizabeth....well, let's just say....this isn't against Lady Elizabeth's consent at all. So maybe the best thing to do would be to accept your current situation. You are the Phantomhive's noble young earl. It is best to just keep doing what is right instead of what your heart desires in these kinds of situations." Sebastian replied with a sickening grin still plastered on his pale demonic face. Ciel couldn't see what Sebastian actually had to say. Just because you're a noble didn't mean you always had to be calm, neither did it mean you always had to be a dog of the higher-ups...that was what was running through his young mind at the moment. He was the Queen's Watchdog before she passed away. But all that was in the past. Now was a new beginning for him. Just when he thought nothing else would get in his way....this just had to happen.
"Sebastian. I have an order for you." Ciel muttered, with an evil grin playing on his face. A fabulous idea had just lit up in his mind....and there was no stopping him from accomplishing his goal....
"What could it be, My Lord?" Sebastian implied loyally. He was expecting this. His master always had ideas that come out from nowhere....
"Tell Elizabeth that she could spend the rest of the night here. The blizzard outside is getting to be quite a storm. Some accident could befall her if she even dares to ride her carriage back home. Go and leave me alone. I need to think this through...." Ciel continued, with a mischievous tone in his voice. Sebastian had seen through him by now. But being the servant that he was, he could do nothing but smile and obey obediently without any objections....in order to achieve his own goal.
"Yes, My Lord." Orders were orders, after all. Someday, he would be able to get back at the earl who always gave him orders without concern for what circumstances he had. But Sebastian, being the patient and wise demon that he was, knew that he had to deal with this for a long while. The time would come and this wretched contract would come to an end...
Ciel Phantomhive.
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