Sorry for being so late with this. I've been sick the past few weeks.
"Cieeeeel~!" Elizabeth screeched as she jumped from her carriage, running through the many halls of the large house before her, in search of her beloved fiancée. Shoving the giant glass doors that led to the garden open, she trotted outside, expecting to see Ciel. But instead she found Lydia, sipping on a cup of Earl Gray. Lydia's hair had grown a bit since her arrival. The tousled locks trailed halfway down her back now. The top half of the dress she wore was a dark green, and the bottom half, just below her bust, was almost a pastel shade. The garment's buttons went all the way up to the girl's neck, much to her dismay.
"You must be another one of the Phantomhives' servants! Wonderful! I'd like some more Earl Grey with 3 sugars please. Why don't you go fetch that for me?" the blackette said, with a dismissive flick of her hand.
"W-Who are you?" Elizabeth asked, with her jaw dropped. Her golden curls trembling a bit as she shook her head slightly in confusion. Her dress was somewhat similar to Lydia's. The buttons were fastened up to her neck as well, but she didn't mind. Elizabeth's dress was pink, however, and had more ruffles than Lydia's did.
Before anything could really jump off though, a somewhat amused chuckle rang from the doorway. "Lydia. I see you and Elizabeth have finally met," Ciel noted, strutting over to sit beside Lydia, gesturing for his fiancée to sit on the other side of him. Hesitantly, Elizabeth took her seat, glaring every few seconds at the other woman at the table. How dare she address the bride to be of the Queen's Watchdog as a servant? I'll show her, the blonde thought, tugging slightly on Ciel's sleeve to gain his attention. Sebastian soon emerged from the house as well, bringing the extra Earl Grey Lydia had requested earlier.
"Yes, Elizabeth?" Ciel asked, a forced smile on his features.
"Ciel, about that Lydia girl… who exactly is she?" Elizabeth asked, in the sweetest tone she could muster. Which, at the moment, didn't sound very sweet at all.
Ciel chuckled. I never would have pegged Elizabeth as the jealous type… then again, I don't know why I hadn't seen this coming before, the nobleman thought, setting his tea down before answering. "Well, I suppose I should start with apologizing for my lateness. It was very disrespectful of me to keep my fiancée waiting after not seeing her in such a long time. Now, Elizabeth, to answer your question," Ciel stood and gestured to Lydia prior to her introduction. "This is Lydia Katherine Francis," Ciel told her, matter-of-factly, as if that was all she needed to know. Elizabeth's brows furrowed a bit, like she needed more information than that. "She is the daughter of one of my business partners. Her father has been most helpful to Funtom Company, and I hope you treat her at least half as kindly as you'd treat me."
Sitting back down, Ciel resumed sipping his tea, glancing at the blonde from behind the tea cup, as if to say, "Did that answer your question?"
After that moment, the rest of the meal was silent. It was mostly spent with Ciel stealing glances at Lydia, Lydia glaring at Elizabeth, and Elizabeth gazing lovingly at Ciel. "The lot of you are awfully quiet," Lydia spoke up after a while. "Lady Elizabeth, we should all get to know each other. Don't you agree? Why don't you start? Surely the Queen's Watchdog's fiancée would have some entertaining stories to tell!"
Like clockwork, the bubbly girl began recounting the time when she and Ciel went on a trip to New York. And eventually began talks of her own accomplishments, along with those of her family. Ciel, already having knowledge of this, was semi-absent during Elizabeth's "conversation with Lydia. And said blackette simply threw all the information given to her away. Other than an occasional nod or false giggle, the girl really didn't pay attention at all.
"… And then my brother said—" Elizabeth was cut off by a crisp breeze of cool air. "Oh dear, it seems I've talked the day away," she realized. "It seems you have indeed," Lydia said. Weather it was sarcastic or not no one could tell. That was one of the things about Lydia that Elizabeth found she wasn't overly fond of.
Review! Sorry if this is lengthy. Just trying to make up for the late updates.