The inn that the Elric brothers were put up in was not like the little inns they had stayed at in Amestris. It was very large and grand, much like the Phantomhive Manor. The two were put in a room fit for royalty, and woke up to a room service cart filled with breakfast in the morning.

"Awesome!" Ed commented many times as he shoveled food into his mouth. Al took out his notebook and jotted down a few new dishes he wanted to try when he got his body back. The list was getting longer and longer as time went on.

When Ed had finished his breakfast, he got dressed and the two headed into the lobby, where both their driver and Ciel's driver were waiting for them.

"Good morning, Master Elric." Ciel's driver greeted Ed, bowing. "Good morning, Master Elric." He repeated himself, bowing at Alphonse. "Are you ready to see Lady Elizabeth?"

"Sure." Ed told him. The door to the car was held open for them, another thing the brothers were not accustomed to.

"This is so weird." Ed commented as they drove out of town.

"Everything is so proper and fancy." Alphonse added.

"Ciel Phantomhive might just be the richest person we've ever met, Al."

"Mhm." Al agreed.

The Midford Manor, like the Phantomhive Estate, did not aim to disappoint. Edward and Alphonse gaped as they pulled up, astonished by its size and ornate appearance. "Is everyone in England filthy rich?" He mumbled, opening the door to the car.

Ciel's driver came around the car and bowed to them again. "Please wait here for a moment, young sirs. I will arrange for you to speak with the young Lady Elizabeth."

The brother's watched as the driver knocked on the door and exchanged a few hushed words with the servant who opened the door. The servant left for a few moments, and when he returned, the driver came back over to the brothers. "Please follow me."

The Elrics followed Ciel's driver into the grand entrance. It was just as daunting as the Phantomhive entrance. They were lead through the mansion and out a back door, into a courtyard. The courtyard was surrounded by a lush garden and covered with a lattice and canopy. Seated at an iron table was a young girl with blonde hair, extremely overdressed in a pink and lace gown.

"Lady Elizabeth, I am presenting you with the brothers Elric, here on behalf of your betrothed." Her servant said, bowing at her. Ciel's driver bowed to her, also. Alphonse glanced at Ed, who shrugged. Al bowed forward also, and Ed followed suit.

The young girl was pouting when they raised their heads. "Well, why didn't Ciel come himself?" She crossed her arms. "He never wants to come and see me!"

"I'm sorry, my lady. I believe the sirs Elric are here on more of an official matter." The servant pulled out two chairs for the brothers, who sat down gingerly. "Is there anything I can bring you, my lady?"

Elizabeth shook her head. "No, thank you."

The servant and the driver both bowed at Lady Elizabeth and proceeded back into the manor. The young girl stared at Alphonse, her eyes wide. "Why are you wearing that armor?" Her voice was filled with curiosity, and not the judgement that Ciel's had been riddled with.

Alphonse answered calmly, "It's for my training."

Elizabeth looked confused, but did not press the matter. "So, what did Ciel send you here for?"

"He sent us here to look for Grell."

Elizabeth's eyes lit up. "Oh, Grell! Yes, he's here. Why does Ciel want him? Ciel usually gets cross around Grell, see, because-"

Ed cleared his throat. "He needs to know if Grell has any idea where his butler is."

Elizabeth frowned at Edward. "It's very rude to interrupt a lady, you know."

Edward's face turned pink. "Oh, I-I'm sorry."

Elizabeth's mouth curved into a smile again. "Well, it's okay. Anyway, Ciel gets cross with Grell because he's so silly sometimes. But he is just so adorable! He lets me dress him up however I like, he likes it! He's so much fun!"

"Ah, uh, that's good." Ed stammered. "So, where is Grell? Could we see him?"

"Wait…Ciel doesn't know where his butler is? You don't mean Sebastian, do you?" Elizabeth furrowed her brow. "Sebastian never leaves his side!"

Ed nodded. "Yeah, Sebastian is gone. Ciel asked us here to England to help find him."

"Oh my, that's positively awful!" Elizabeth then shouted, "Grell! Grell, are you in the garden? Come here!"

A soft giggling began from a patch of flowers. Out popped a flamboyant, red-haired figure with a huge grin across his face. Edward's eyes widened at the man, trying to process why the man was hiding in the garden, giggling manically, and wearing a blue dress, to boot. "Oh, my lady, did you call for me?"

Elizabeth nodded. "Grell, Sebastian has gone missing!" She exclaimed.

"Oh…" Grell's hand flew to his face dramatically, and he dropped to his knees. "Oh, no! Oh, Bassie! My poor Bassie!"

"Uh…" Ed glanced at Alphonse. "So…Grell…I'm guessing you don't know where he is, then?"