HIS MASTER, IN LOVE

chapter seven.


The Seventh Turn

His Master, W o r r i e d

One Month Later...

"Hey, Lizzie~ how does it feel like to be Mrs. Phantomhive, hmm...?"

"Hey, hey....what's up with that face you're making?"

Ciel's old attitude had probably rubbed off on her. For the past few weeks, Elizabeth didn't feel so right. She was always leaving Ciel's side to either vomit or get some fresh air. It was like something inside her was eating away at her...

And right now was definitely the worst time for her childhood playmates to be hanging around.

Especially now when all she wanted to do was sit, sleep, eat, and read. Not to mention frowning was natural now that she never had a moment of comfort....

"It's alright, I guess. Anyway, I feel sick. Which is why I am making thiiss faace~" Elizabeth replied, trying to hide the annoyance she felt in her voice. But no matter how she tried, her crankiness always showed....

"Aww...you'd better make a dash to the bathroom immediately, Lizzie! Don't puke all over us!"

And so she did. As soon as she got inside, unable to control herself, Elizabeth toppled to the floor and vomited so much even though she hadn't eaten anything....just what exactly...?

Ciel was framed by the bathroom door, hardly able to believe what he just witnessed. He had read this somewhere....could it be that Lizzie was...?

Elizabeth rinsed out her mouth and proceeded to clean up the floor. Maylene then came running and cried, "No, Lady Elizabeth....! I'll clean up this mess....this is my job!" So Elizabeth made way for Maylene and then watched as she mopped up the vomit.

"Lizzie....are you sure you're really alright? You'd been like this for a few days now...." Ciel asked, with a tone of concern.

"Y-yes...I probably just caught some kind of bug...don't worry so much about me Ciel..." Elizabeth replied, flustered.

Sebastian, watching silently by the doorway, knew that Elizabeth wasn't really sick...

...but being the sly demon that he was, he decided to keep his mouth shut for a while.


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"My Lord, I had just accompanied Lady Elizabeth for a check-up...." Sebastian says out of the blue.

Ciel almost choked on his evening tea. "And? What did it prove?"

Sebastian remained silent for a while, hesitating. Will it do the young Earl any good...?

"My Lord, Lady Elizabeth is expecting a child. She is about a few weeks pregnant..." Sebastian said with a straight face. For the first time, a grin remained to be seen...

Ciel did not make a reply. He just stared off into his cup of tea, apparently too shocked for words.


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