*Ciel's POV*
"This girl is a lunatic!" I think to myself. "We can continue this conversation in my office, Ciel will you allow Sebastian to be apart from you during this meeting?" "Yes, Sebastian go ahead, just come when I call." "Of course my lord."
We walked up the stairs as Alti walked up to the bottom step. "Mistress, a letter from the queen." Alti says to her. She goes to retrieve it, but when she grabs it I rip it from her fingers.
As I reads my azure eye widens. "What?!" I say to myself. "Give that to me." Lydia says in an almost growl like tone.
Dear Lydia Slade,
As I'm sure you've noticed many Scotland Yard investigators and now Earl Phantomhive have come to investigate your recent appearance as a suspect in a series of serial killings. I hope that you don't take this personally, but I want you to accept Ciel Phantomhive's help on this case. This change will certainly be noticed by the public so I advise that you change your appearance to avoid panic in the city. If the public discovers that it takes my guard dog and my poison to catch this killer then citizens will surely notice. Catch this scoundrel soon!
From, the palace of Queen Victoria
I stood still for a moment. Lydia spoke out, breaking the silence. "Alti, your orders haven't changed, leave us be."
When we finally entered Lydia's office we both had a very strong aura around us. I was angry and Lydia was irritated and frustrated.
I could see the sun setting on the horizon through the window behind her desk. Lydia sighed deeply, "You may stay the night we will go out in the morning." "And your appearance?" I ask slyly. "It will change." Lydia replies. She takes her sword out and I reach for my eye-patch, just in case. As she stands up to leave I take off my eye-patch and order Sebastian. "Sebastian apprehend the enemy!" Suddenly Sebastian appears behind the red head and snakes his arms beneath hers then locking his fingers behind her head and lifts her above the ground. "Let go of me! Ciel make this bloke put me down this instant!" she shrieks. As she struggles Sebastian holds her tighter "Alti, come to me now!" Alti walks through the door and sees the commotion. Alti just chuckles when he sees Lydia's predicament. "What are you waiting for, help me?!" Lydia screams at her butler.
"Shouldn't the Poison of England be able to get herself out of such a situation?" I smile as she continues to tire herself out by struggling. "Sebastian you can let her go now." I say "No, I refuse to beaten by a lapdog and his damn butler!" "Lady Lydia, we have guests." Alti says cutting in to our conversation.