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Decided to split this one up anyway as I fear it would be to huge in the end ^^; I hope you still enjoy :)
Disclaimer: I do not own anything from Kuroshitsuji. Those belong to Yana Toboso. Only my own characters are mine.
PS: sorry for my crappy English, it's not my main language, neither do a have a test-reader.
Have fun :D
"The lady Jayla Seymour and Baron Michaelson."
Just on that moment, when her name was said and the second she stepped inside, she could feel all the eyes looking at her. And it weren't really friendly eyes, she could sense it. They were those of a predator, ready to jump on it's prey. Yes, she was certainly right about that part.
She deeply sighed before grabbing the arm she was already holding more tightly before she stepped further. Or better, before the man at her side stepped further.
For the occasion and to be able to sneak around, Sebastian had taken the appearance of a Baron: Shane Michaelson. The devil knew if this name was real or not … But Jayla wasn't able to bring her butler with her at this party.
"Ahh, Lady Seymour." A voice said and Jayla turned her head into the direction it came from. With a strong pace, Darcy Hayfort walked up to her.
"I am glad to have you here." he said before placing a kiss on her hand.
"I am as well." Jayla said, politely and with a smile. "Such a grand victory you had in France. Can't be done better."
"Dragon's Fire made an amazing run. Not many people can say that they won the Arc the Triomphe. Reason enough to throw a party, don't you think?"
Jayla softly nodded.
"I seems I am gonna need to train Firedragon better, if he ever want to defeat his brother."
"No worry, no worry, if he's made out of the same wood, he surely will."
She saw how the eyes of Darcy suddenly went sideways, to the male standing at her side.
"Excuse my manners, this is Baron Shane Michaelson. He's a good friend of mine and wanted to accompany me. I hope that isn't a problem."
She could swear she saw a moment of hesitation in his eyes, but the smile came fast.
"of course not, the more the better. Please, take a drink and don't forget to pass the tables. I still need to greet a few other people, but I hope to have a … private chat with you soon. I have some things I want to talk about."
Darcy quickly bowed before he turned and walked away. Jayla sighed deeply, losing her grip on Sebastian's arm.
"To talk about indeed" She softly whispered before she started to look around. She noticed a few people dropping some stealthy looks at her. It only made her feel more uneasy than she already was. If her own research hadn't brought her here, she would have never taken the invite for this party. She quickly went over her black dress, like she wanted to get some dust away. It was more of the nerves she was doing it. She already hates to be in big crowd, let alone if they were of royal ranks. She had never really liked this kind of things.
The party went further, as Lord Darcy had made a speech about his victory in France, throwing a few jokes between it. Jayla had just listened to it with half an ear, still looking around, like she wanted to screen everyone. When the Lord announced that everyone should enjoy themselves, a band started to play. Soft dance music.
Jayla looked up, surprised when she saw a white gloved hand stretched out towards her. Sebastian … or better, Shane stood their, slightly bowed, offering his hand.
"If I may?" A smile decorating his face. Jayla hesitated for a second, yet she knew she had to accept his offer. He was here as her escort afteral. She slowly placed her hand into his, before he guided her towards the dancefloor, where several pairs had formed already. Sebastian placed his right hand on her lower back, pulling her softly towards him.
"Long distance doesn't look natural." He softly whispered with a smile. Jayla couldn't hold a blush when she fell his muscles. She still hadn't forgot that one night, it was still spooking through her mind, sometimes her dreams.
As Sebastian started to move, he guided her with him through the dance. As a little girl, she had learned all this and even when Sebastian had joined her as her butler, she had had sezeral lessons, because her father wanted her to be able to dance properly on this kind of parties.
"Since when can you dance?" She said when twirling over the floor.
Sebastian grinned shortly.
"Hhmm, when would be the first time I did this, probably somewhere around 300 years ago."
Ppff, did he really had to push on how old he was …
The dance went on and the next one came … and then another one. The evening passed by slowly, until Sebastian suddenly grabbed Jayla chin.
"Have you noticed that several people have left?" He softly whispered, sort of simulating a kiss in her neck.
"And Lord Darcy is approaching. It's time."
The dance ended and as usual, everyone clappen in their hands, while the pairs bowed towards each other.
"Lady Seymour." A voice suddenly rang inside Jayla's ears. As already predicted by her butler, it was Lord Darcy.
"Can I speak to you for a moment? In private?" he quickly looked towards the black haired male before Jayla turned around to him.
"It won't take long. Don't get bored." She ended with a smile, before she followed Darcy his lead. Nobody saw the red demonic glow inside the demon's eyes when his master and prey was lead away. And nobody saw him leave afterwards