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I knocked on the door to the young master's study.
"Come in," he said. I opened the door slowly.
"Sebastian said, you wished to speak to me."
"Yes, close the door," he instructed, I did as he said then stood in front of his desk," Lillian, I want to know why you protected me earlier?"
I was confused by this question, why wouldn't I protect him?
"Master, I protect. It is what I do. I pledged myself to you, I protect you no matter what at any expense."
Ciel smirked," The guard dog's, guard dog," he laughed a little. The corners of my mouth turned down a bit.
"Would that be a false comparison?" Master asked.
"The bond is more like that shared between members of a pride." I explained hesitantly.
"So, you are my lioness?" He questioned.
"Precisely," I smiled at the boy. He had quick wit.
"Well you have certainly proven yourself lioness."
"Thank you," my voice was quiet, I bowed slightly. I preferred this action to a curtesy there was more elegance in a bow.
"You may go Lillian," he dismissed me while he played with a chess piece. It was a knight. I left the room, nightfall was near, I wandered out to the garden singing to myself, my eyes closed.
"You like the outdoors." I opened my eyes to see Sebastian staring at me.
"Yes, what are you doing?" I asked, I had never seen him idle before...of course I hadn't been there for a long time.
"Taking a walk."
I nodded, more to myself than to him, then turned on my heel and walked the opposite direction. The butler put me on edge, there was something off...it made the hair on the back of my neck stand up. I walked towards the bench I sat on last night. I sung as I walked.
"Sweet girl of night
Relentlessly you fight
For safety of the one you love
But what are you afraid of
Afraid to lose that one so dear
The one for safety you hold near
Who will protect the protector?
When it's all said done
Who will protect the protector
When all has been had of life and fun
When the one so dear death takes
Someone save her for heaven's sake
Some one please protect the protector!"
By the end of the song silent tears rolled down my face, and I sat in the light of the moon, closed my eyes, straightened my posture, and held my head high.
Who will protect the protector?
Sebastian POV
If those tears did not wash down her face, I would think her peaceful, just enjoying the May weather.
"Sebastian," Ciel called interrupting my observation of the young girl. I huffed a sigh what did the brat want now?
"Yes, my Lord," I said, appearing for the shadows of the study.
"What have you learned about our little lioness?" Ciel asked. His chair was turned towards the window that looked out on the garden. There was a clear view of Lillian, where she sat watching the moon.
"Lioness... Well, I guess the animal suits here. She is a guardian."
"Guardian? Like an angel?" Ciel asked the corners of his mouth pulling down a bit. I presumed he perceived the tension that would surely arise had that been the case.
"No, she has no orientation, she merely protects the one she's been assigned to."
"It would seem she is not the best at her job," the brat laughed a little.
"Actually, she was too good," I smiled at his surprise.
"Guardian's protect their so that they may die a certain way."
I handed him a file, that I...borrowed from that wretched red head.
"Sarah Eradessa, Lillian' s assignment, to die in a circus fire 5 years ago."
"That is the circus that we-" he stopped talking as he looked through the file, looking at the plethora of thwarted deaths.
"Sarah had to die and Lillian wouldn't allow it, so a reaper was sent to collect the soul that had evaded them for so long."
"So how is she? Do you believe her to be loyal? How deep is her grief? What is her past? Was she always a guardian? Did she ever have family? Is she aware of her over efficiency?" Ciel rattled off questions.
I clenched my jaw, this boy was most trying. I am not a mind reader.
"I am not sure...she and I don't speak very much..." I said thinking of the way her face changed when she spoke to me. How her face became guarded an opaque mask of grief and tolerance.
"Really...work on that." The little brat said as if it would be simple, not many people just tell their life's story on a whim, to a stranger.
"Yes, my Lord."
Lily POV
Mother moon was about to take her leave; I stood and began walking towards the manor. A black cat brushed against my leg, I picked her up.
"Hello, my darling," I said touching my nose to hers.
"That is her name, Darling," Sebastian spoke falling into step next to me.
"I take it cats are not welcome in the manor," my voice was monotone. I put Darling back on the ground, then kept walking. Sebastian picked her back up, Then caught up with me.
"No, they are not. Master is allergic to them."
I nodded indifferently, I really wasn't paying him much attention. I could feel him staring at me, the sensation aroused goose bumps. What the hell was he staring at me for?
"How are you?" He asked sounding sincere. I looked at him,my head turning quickly. I looked into his eyes and decided he didn't really care, it was just something to ask. I continued walking without answering, he was another servant I wasn't obliged to answer his question and I didn't have to. He stepped in front of me, using one hand to hold my chin up so that I looked at him.
"How are you?"
"I am fine...but you sir, are ruining my schedule." I pet the feline once then stepped around the butler. I had things to do and the night was ending. I hurried to my room and bathed. I stood in my under clothes and watched the sun rise. Next, I dressed in my uniform then got to work.
Breakfast was a nightmare, as I walked into the kitchen immediately glad I started work early.
"BARDROY!" I growled stalking towards him, the temper of my youth burning hot within me, I picked through his mind finding his whole name. When I called and he didn't answer my anger turned to worry. The smoke in the kitchen was thick, And it burned my eyes, but I could still see fine. As I looked in the kitchen I spotted the "chef". I grabbed him by the collar and pulled him put of the kitchen. I stared up at him with devilish eyes, now that I knew he was alright I could be furious.
"Dammit Bard!" I growled
"Dynamite is not always effective when cooking." He announced.
"Who would have thought?" My voice was bitingly sarcastic, I was beyond annoyed with him, but I still worried about his health," Bard go outside." I massaged my temples trying not to rip the idiotic man in half. I went back in to the kitchen and locked the doors. With a loud sigh I looked at the kitchen. It was covered in and and soot and burned beyond help.
I ungloved my hand and set it on the counter, I concentrated on the way the kitchen used to look. The kitchen began to restore itself, my hand was illuminated with a silver glow. I put my glove back on then quickly prepared breakfast and put it on the cart ready to go.
I heard footsteps approach the door, it had to be Sebastian yet he was almost late, how unacceptable.
"Uhh I had a bit of a problem in the kitchen"
"The problem was you were in the kitchen." I heard Sebastian and Bard speaking as they walked down the hall.. I frantically put the last few things on the cart, moving with unorthodox speed. I unlocked the doors and smoothed my hair,
"I don't think-" Bard exclaimed as the door opened.
"It's about time, Mr. Sebastian, you really cut it close. You might want to consider managing your time better. Tardiness is not tolerated in the Phantomhive manor." I said. Sebastian's eyes narrowed at me.
"My apologies," he took the cart and left the kitchen. I walked over to Bard and closed his mouth then went to do my job.
"Why are you so stern with Mr. Sebastian?" Mey Rin asked while we polished the silver and china.
"I'm sorry?" I said not understanding what she meant.
"When ever he speaks to you, you don't do so much as to smile, no you don't."
"He doesn't amuse me," I shrugged
"It would be polite, and Sebastian really isn't all that bad." She smiled.
"I don't question him, he just doesn't make me want to smile."
"How are you so composed around him?" Mey Rin asked, her cheeks flaming
"Why wouldn't I be composed?" She had confused me, was the butler more of an ass than I thought?
"He's so...So," she giggled and blushed even darker. Oh she had a crush on the butler. Well, I could see the draw; strong features, the graceful of curve of his lips, his body, mysterious demeanor, and those peculiar eyes. His skin was fair and pale, like a porcelain doll.
"I suppose he is handsome," I admitted with a smirk," but I've been around handsome men before they seem so sweet and they trap you with all their beautiful deceptions. Then they leave, they ruin what you call home, with lies and deceit. They don't learn either, because an angel faced demon is just what every woman wants. Never do they spend the night alone mourning the new moon. No, they always get a pretty little fillie to spend the night with. One that will give up anything, so that one night will last forever. Of course, it does not and the sun rises while news spreads like wild fire, of the girl who gave her everything for a night of lies and shallow lust."
I had forgotten about the maid and my work as I spoke . I cleared my throat and looked back down at my my work.
"Men are shallow creatures. I do not indulge in them. Sebastian does not appeal to me because I will not let him. Work is not meant for things such as lust." I said answering Mey Rin's question. When she didn't reply I looked up at her. Her eyes were trained on something past me at the doorway. I didn't turn around I just listened to the unique heartbeat, I knew exactly who it was.
"Eavesdropping is a very repugnant habit, Mr. Sebastian," I scorned lightly my voice still polite.
"So is gossiping, Miss Lillian," he retorted.
"Gossiping," I said in a theatrical incredulous voice," I've done nothing of the sort. Did you Mey Rin?"
"Perhaps my assumptions were false," he allowed.
"Yes. You know what they say about assuming." I said smiling slyly