Several weeks had passed since that incident and consequently, Elizabeth had never been able to look at Ciel the same way again. She noticed she had been yearning to get to know more about her beloved whenever she got the chance, but nothing she learned, helped her ease her yearning.

"What is this constant nagging? How do I satisfy it?" Elizabeth murmured to herself as she walked through the gardens of her own manor. With much difficulty, she had restrained herself from flying off to Ciel's. Already she had been there twice this week. A third time was not a good idea. After all, the two weren't married yet.

"Maybe I should try read a book or something." She felt as lonely as ever. Her own maid had gone away on vacation, and like always, her parents were away on business.

She entered her father's study and headed straight for the bookshelf. But even as she browsed through the exceptional collection, she found nothing that caught her eye. She was sure she would die of boredom.

Back at the Phantomhive Manor, Sebastian was preparing his young master's lunch. The morning had been as hectic as always. Finni had scorched the roses with Bard's flamethrower. Bard had used the same instrument to try and bake a cake faster, but of course it only burned the entire thing. Sebastian had gotten fed up and confiscated the thing, ordering the two to clean up the messes they made. Mey Rin was another disaster all together breaking the brand new China dishes that had just been delivered to the manor the day before. Sebastian sighed, wondering what he would do with the bunch as he put the finishing touches on the Earl's meal.

The evening continued uneventfully as Sebastian watched Ciel drone through his dance and literacy lessons. When evening drew close, Sebastian arranged for the young man to relax in his armchair in his room as Sebastian served him an exotic Chinese tea and as always, explained it's complex workings. When he noticed that his entire speech had fallen on deaf ears, Sebastian felt inclined to ask.

"What is the matter, young master? You seem...distracted." Sebastian said slowly, searching for the right word.

"It's nothing." Even as Ciel said it, he knew it sounded unconvincing. He sighed and turned to look out the window. Something was on his mind, but he wouldn't share it with the butler. There was nothing Sebastian could do about this particular problem.

"If something is the matter, I hope my young master won't hesitate to tell me." Sebastian said, hoping to be of some help.

"It is nothing you can help me with, Sebastian." And with that, Ciel ended the conversation and sipped his tea silently. Sebastian arched a brow at his master, wondering what it was that could be troubling the usually composed master. He had been like this the entire day.

"Has any news arrived from Her Majesty, yet?" Ciel had grown bored at the manor, he needed to do something, something to keep him distracted.

"If you are inquiring about a certain white letter with Her Majesty's seal, then no. Not yet." Sebastian continued to eye his master from the corner of his eye.

"Then perhaps we should go visit Elizabeth." Sebastian lost his calm composure for a fraction of a second as he took in the Earl's suggestion. Had Ciel ever, from his own mouth, asked to visit Elizabeth himself? No such memory surfaced in his mind. That's when it hit Sebastian. How stupid he had been to not realize it earlier.

Ciel had been in this mood as of late, and each time it got worse after Elizabeth's short, but frequent visits. No wonder the master had said there was nothing Sebastian could do about it. It was a matter of the heart entirely.

"A splendid idea master. I shall arrange for us to leave right away. If we leave now, we can make it to the Midford Manor before nightfall." Sebastian had a plan in mind and with a deep bow to his young master, Sebastian turned to walk out. He was smiling to himself as a thought flitted through his mind. "What kind of butler would I be if I couldn't unite two yearning hearts."

Several hours later, Ciel and Sebastian pulled up to the Midford Manor. The outside was illuminated slightly by the setting sun and a servant lighting the lanterns noticed the carriage and immediately ran into the house to notify the lady of the manor of her fiance's arrival.

"M'lady! M'lady!" Elizabeth was seated in her father's study, peering at a page of a book she wasn't actually reading. When she heard the frantic servant's voice, her head shot up in concern.

"What is it, Louie?"

"Lord Phantomhive. He is here!" Elizabeth's eyes grew wide as her servant's words settled in and immediately she was up and running towards her room. She hurriedly rushed a comb through her perfect hair and quickly powdered her nose a bit and contemplated on whether or not she needed a dress change. She decided against it as she heard the faint voices of her visitors intrude the silence of the manor. She flung her bedroom door open and ran downstairs. Her eyes found Ciel as he looked up at her with his one eye, the other eye obscuring what was meant to be their little secret.

"Ciel!" Elizabeth couldn't help herself and she rushed down the stairs and straight towards Ciel. Ciel's lips turned up in a hint of a smile when his eyes found Elizabeth rushing towards him. That was one thing that hadn't changed. At first, Ciel had been embarrassed at the way Elizabeth doted over Ciel, but gradually he had learned to like the short embrace. "What are you doing here?" Elizabeth said, finally letting go of Ciel and backing away.

"I thought I'd surprise you. You didn't come to visit." There was a hint of disappointment in Ciel's voice and Elizabeth's smile wavered, unsure of what to say. So Ciel had been waiting for me to come to him this whole time. Elizabeth's eyes filled with unexpected tears as she looked at him. This wasn't the Ciel she had come to know. He was changing and she gladly welcomed this change.

"What is wrong? Why are you crying?" Ciel's face contorted in confusion as he looked at the drops falling out of her eyes, leaving a trail on her porcelain cheek.

"It's nothing. I'm glad you came Ciel...I...I missed you." Elizabeth managed to push her words out as she wiped at the tears with a single finger. Ciel's face turned a beautiful shade of pink as he became aware of the servants around them and cleared his throat.

"Well, yes. When will your parents be returning home?" Ciel said, trying to change the subject and Sebastian frowned a little at his young master. Elizabeth, however, did not seem phased as she replied cheerfully, in too much of a good mood to let anything upset her.

"In three days times, perhaps. At least that's what they said in their last letter." Elizabeth sighed, sad. Ciel looked at the girl standing in front of him, like him, she was lonely. Her parents were always away on business and Ciel himself was always occupied with one business or the other.

"Lizzie, would it make you feel better if I spent these three days with you?" Elizabeth gaped as the words came out Ciel's mouth and even Sebastian's demonic eyes grew wide. That was completely unexpected.

This time, Elizabeth did not wipe at her tears. "Nothing would make me happier than being by your side, Ciel."