A/N: I know I'm a potato! D: But I have a good excuse! I have been FLOODED, no I mean, FLOOOOODED with work lately. Just to give you guys an idea, here's how my current schedule is:

Sunday: French Speaking Controlled Assessment (minimum 5 minutes. I have to memorize it and do it so it can be sent to the exam board.)

Monday: Prep for Speaking and Listening English Controlled Assessment to be done in front of an Edexcel (the exam board) examiner.

Tuesday: Prep as well as a school trip to the Institut Francais (French Centre in Egypt)

Wednesday: Working on a charity event as well as doing the actual English controlled Assessment.

Then, first week of my Easter holidays, I have to write a Mock English Controlled Assessment, then after Easter I'll be doing it. Over Easter, I have to collect data and research for my Business Mock Controlled Assessment, which will be done after the holidays. After the holidays, I also have my end of year Arabic, Religion and Social Studies exams.

SEEEEE?!

I will do my best to update Dearest One, Thunder Plains of Love and Alchemy Of The Heart as soon as I can, but due to my 'schedule', I will be quite busy and can't make any promises. Anyway, without further ado, let's get this show on the road!

Chapter 6

Dawn gasped as she bumped into Grell Sutcliffe on her way out with William. "Off to someplace?" He asked, grinning toothily.

"Just for a little bit." She replied. William was holding onto her, fuming. He wouldn't be able to handle Grell's annoyances.

"I'm coming, too!" He announced. William sighed and folded his arms, growing even angrier.

"Um, Grell, I don't think that's a very good idea." She closed the door and sighed as she walked ahead, Grell following her.

"Why not?" He was like an eager puppy as he followed her.

"I just can't let you come." She arrived at the lake at last and sighed, taking on her angel form.

"Ah, an angel?" Grell smirked and looked at her. His hand stroked his death scythe.

"Not just any angel, Grell." William snapped. "If you touch her, I have the right to kill you."

"Now, now, Will. I'm not gonna hurt the pacifist." He smirked.

"Grell, just because I'm an angel, doesn't mean you have the right to be a jerk." She snapped. She huffed and stepped into the boat elegantly, sitting down daintily as William followed her.

"I wasn't!" She heard Grell call, desperate to hear her response. She discovered that Grell was a shinigami like William as soon as she saw the latter. She remembered the abnormally bright green eyes and the glasses that never came off no matter what. She simply shook her head and sighed, holding William's hand as they moved towards the place Dawn would see after so many years.

William took Dawn's hand as soon as they saw the ruins that used to be the prosperity of the land of angels. Tears filled her eyes as she ran across the lands, the roads as they were from her memory, except that her surroundings were all run down. "Is this my home? Is this where light filled everything?" She kept on asking herself as she picked up her skirts, walking swiftly to the castle. "Mother!" She called, running around. She ran to the throne room and found it empty. She then ran to her own room, only to find a demon girl sleeping in the bed. Her breath caught in her lungs.

"Damn…" She heard William mutter. He brought out his death scythe and held it to her neck. "Leave. Now." He ordered. The girl immediately woke up in shock.

"Wait…" She stepped closer to the girl. "Firana?" She gasped as she saw her, and Firana was in more shock as she saw her old friend.

"This isn't what it looks like, Dawn!" Firana leaped from the bed, walking towards her.

"You helped them…" Dawn backed away, shaking her head. "You helped them hurt her…" She stopped at the door as tears filled her eyes. As Firana opened her mouth to speak, Dawn screamed out. "You helped them destroy my home!"

"If it was your home, why'd you leave?" She heard another female voice ask behind her. Turning around, she saw Katrina.

"You… You, too?" William ran over to Dawn and held her tightly as she seemed to be about to fall to her knees.

"Well? If it was your precious home, why'd you leave with one of ours?" Katrina frowned.

"That doesn't give you the right to destroy this place!" She shrieked.

"Dawn, calm down." William urged her.

"No, Will." She snapped. "You two…" She brought her rod to her hands and glared at them. "You two have to die for what you did."

"Have you forgotten? We were friends!" Firana yelled, obviously afraid for her life.

"Forgotten?" Dawn growled angrily, breaking away from William's grasp. "If any of us have forgotten, it's you two!" She was screaming at them, and they were beginning to get afraid as her rod channeled her emotions. It was glowing brightly, on and off, threatening them.

"Dawn, calm down!" Firana screamed.

"Why're you so afraid, Fira?" Katrina smirked and leaned against the doorframe. "She can't hurt us."

"Oh, yeah?" Dawn glared.

"Yep. It's not in your blood to kill."

"Not in my blood to murder in cold blood." She hissed. "This is revenge. Vengeance."

"You can't." Katrina sneered at her, but her sneer turned into a look of shock as a ball of pure white light shot from Dawn's rod to her heart. As William and Firana looked, they saw Katrina as a pile of ash on the ground.

"Damn…" Firana muttered. She began walking towards the balcony, but found herself disintegrating also. William walked over to Dawn and held her tightly as she jumped.

"It's me." He whispered. "It's me, your father."

"Papa…" She held onto him and cried into his neck. He sighed and held her tightly, kissing her head.

"Come on. Let's go see the queen." He kissed her hand and walked her through the halls. "Where was she? In your dream?"

"In her room…"

"The queen's chambers are this way." He pulled her through halls and around corners. Finally, they reached a large door. He bowed to Dawn and smiled at her. "This is as far as I go."

"Why?" She asked.

"Men aren't allowed into the queen's chambers." She nodded and hugged him tightly before standing straight. She knocked on the door and stepped inside without waiting for a response.

Queen Solitina was lying in bed. "Maid, I'm dying." She breathed.

"My queen, don't say that." The maid whispered, fearing for her queen. They heard a knock on the door, but before the maid could stand, they saw someone step in. The girl had on a white gown, and her hair was light blue, winding around her waist. Just who was she?

"Dawn." The queen murmured, not believing her eyes.

"Hello, your majesty." She greeted. Her face was red with recent tears, and her rod was in her hands.

"Why do you not address me as your mother?"

"My mother is dead, your majesty. I have found my father, and he has told me of my true heritage."

"And who might he be?" She asked, honestly curious.

"William Spears." She said the name delicately, as if cherishing every time she said it.

"Ah, the reaper… Such a good man; I can understand why he'd leave you on the bridge." The queen smiled at the girl. "Then I have no heir, correct?" Dawn gasped, along with the maid, as William stepped in.

"Excuse me, your majesty." He bowed before turning to his daughter. "You wouldn't be able to answer that many questions." She nodded and smiled as her father held her. "Your majesty, ask away." He used the human term to humour her, and he was successful. The woman smiled as she spoke.

"I was wondering if she was still entitled to the throne."

"Yes." He nodded and kissed his daughter's forehead.

"Where is she now?"

"She is working in a mansion with her old lover."

"I see…"

"I have so much to tell you, your majesty." Dawn sat by her and began telling her what had happened to her, from when she'd left, until that very moment she sat in.

"You were right about what you told her. Your rod wouldn't work unless you were killing for a valid reason." Dawn nodded and smiled. "Maid…" She smiled at the maid. "Thank you."

"I did nothing, your majesty…" The maid blushed.

"Then how…?"

"Your majesty, she is your daughter in that you raised her. Her heart sees you as her mother, as she never met her real one." William explained, ruffling his daughter's hair.

"I see…" The queen smiled at her daughter. "Thank you for coming, my darling."

"Your majesty…" Dawn began. William sighed, nodding as the queen looked at her.

"Come on, Dawn." He picked his daughter up by the hand. Dawn looked at William and nodded. She knew why he wanted her to leave, and she knew he was right.

"Goodbye… Mother…" Dawn bent down and hugged the queen. That queen was her mother, even if she hadn't given birth to her. Dawn felt guilty for leaving her like she did.

"My darling Dawn." The queen whispered. "Do not feel guilty." Had she read her mind? No. "Your adventures away from here have made you wiser, and even more fit to become queen than I had been. It has been a long time since a queen has taken over."

"Solitina…" Dawn hugged her even tighter, holding back her tears.

"Come on, Dawn." William pulled her into his arms and bowed to the queen. "Thank you, your majesty, and farewell." He bowed and walked out with his daughter.

Dawn had asked William to take her back to the mansion. She needed to organize herself before she became queen. She walked into the mansion in her normal clothes, but changed into an angel as soon as she was alone with Ciel and Sebastian. "My lord, I have news from the queen." She told him.

"Yes?"

"My home is in ruins." Sebastian jumped a little, and Dawn looked to him. "Firana and Katrina are dead."

"Dead?" Sebastian whispered, truly shocked.

"I killed them." She confirmed before looking to Ciel. "Because of them and I'm sure many others, the queen could very well be dead now. I am currently the heir to the throne and-"

"Wasn't it Ash?" Sebastian interrupted. Dawn growled under her breath before sighing.

"Ash was banished ages ago. If you'd been around, you would have known. Or maybe, you could have just focused on your lessons as a child. All the demons read about him in foreign history as the first and only angel to have ever been banished." She snapped. Sebastian remained quiet as Ciel sighed in exasperation.

"Sebastian, you are not to speak again without my permission." Ciel ordered. "Continue, Dawn."

"As the heir, I will have to take the throne."

"And that means that you will have to leave." Ciel continued.

"Not necessarily." Dawn smiled. "I will have to leave for a little while just to rebuild the area. Afterwards, I'll hire a deputy and leave, which I have the right to do. I will have to go back and forth every once in a while, but otherwise, I'm staying here."

"How long?" Ciel asked. "How long do you want your leave?"

Dawn looked to William, who sighed. "Well, if you consider the amount of time it'll take to rebuild…" He began taking notes in a notepad, making his calculations. "And make peace… And give the angels enough enthusiasm to rebuild, and clear your name from Katrina and Firana, and set up a new parliament, and-"

"Okay, I get it!" She yelled out, frowning. "So I have a lot to do. No pressure, right?" She huffed and folded her arms.

He laughed. "I'll be here. Anyway, you also have to find your other two friends and find out about them. They've been into the castle and could know it inside out."

"No…" She shook her head. "No, Sebastian has to be with me. I can't face them on my own! Drake could break my neck!"

"True…" Sebastian rubbed his temples. "But we can't leave the young master alone."

"Can't they wait?" She pouted and folded his arms.

"No, I'll do the research." William sighed. "Or rather, one of my students." He brought out a cell phone and dialed a number. "Knox, you have a confidential mission." Dawn sighed, folding her arms. "You are to research the records of all the demons. Find a boy named…"

"Drake and Strundella." Dawn filled in for him.

"Drake, and a girl named Strundella." He repeated to Knox. "No, you bloody idiot, don't tell Grell." He growled. "Listen, if you tell that idiot, then I can promise you that you won't be looking through your glasses again." He sighed as Dawn hugged him to calm him. "No, you idiot. I'll kill you." He snapped. "Just do it and keep quiet about it." He sighed and hung up.

"So, how long will I need to leave for?" She asked him.

"Well, now that we have that out of the way, we can say… A human week."

"What?" Ciel asked.

"Yes, my lord. A week in human days is actually nine months in the angels' world." Sebastian said, bowing.

"Nine months?" Dawn screamed. "I can't handle nine months of duties! I could barely handle lessons!" William burst out laughing. "Listen, I sure hope those nine months include breaks."

"We'll see." He smirked and folded his arms.

"Dawn, you stay for a moment." Ciel ordered, once everything had been worked out.

"Yes, my lord." She bobbed a curtsy.

"Dawn, how come you want to take your leave so soon?" He asked, sitting on his chair once more.

"She's gone… I just know it." Dawn looked down, her hair growing darker as her mood became worse.

"Dawn, your hair." He reminded her. Her eyes widened as she looked at her now indigo locks.

"Wh-what? This has never happened before!" She looked around as her dress went grey. As she saw Ash in the window, she ran to it. "What's going on?" She asked him through the glass. He smiled and pointed at her. Smile. He mouthed. She forced a smile onto her face and when she looked again, he was gone. Looking at her clothes and hair, she had gone back to normal. Her hair was light blue again, and her dress was as white as the purest snow of early winter.

"Dawn?" Ciel asked, nervous.

"Yes, my lord. I'm fine now." She smiled at him.

"Anyway, I don't really know how to address you." He blushed, never having been put into that position before.

"Just Dawn's fine. I'm still a servant here, queen or no." She giggled. "I mean, if you treated me differently, my lord, because I'm a queen now, then it would be quite odd."

"How so?" He asked, wondering just how exactly her mind worked.

"Simple, my lord. As a queen, I would normally be able to command everyone. Even William. As queen of the angels, I can basically order around everyone who is aware of our presence. See, what I can do isn't what I will do, my lord."

"Interesting." He paced around his study.

"My lord, if I may…" She smiled a little bit, thoughts swirling around in her mind.

"Go on." He told her, pausing and looking at her.

"I have something I'd like to give you."

"Well?" He raised his eyebrows. She sighed and stepped back, closing her eyes. She began murmuring words strange to him, and suddenly, he found something materializing in front of him. It looked more like an image of something, but it slowly took solid shape. As she paused, she held up a suit on a hanger. It was white, decorated with a turquoise tie and handkerchief. It was just his size, and he knew it.

"My lord, if you wear this to my home, you will immediately be recognized as an ambassador. Ambassadors are highly respected, since they act as mediators between the two lands. I hope you accept my gift, my lord, and know that you are always welcome in our kingdom." She bobbed a curtsy. Ciel was in shock. Such a gift came from his servant? Not only had she given him clothing of the finest material, but she had also given him a higher position, and freedom to go to and from the land of angels. He walked over to her so he was standing a few feet in front of her. He got on one knee and bowed his head.

"Thank you, your majesty. Your gift is highly appreciated." She giggled and bent down, looking him in the eye.

"My lord, don't ever call me that. That will be my only order." She smiled and helped him up, brushing at his clothes as she slowly changed back into her uniform. "I should go make sure things remain fine while I'm gone." She sighed and stood up, walking out after bowing. She made her way to the servants and began giving them orders regarding what to do when she was gone, as if Ciel hadn't been living well enough when she wasn't even there.

Finally, Dawn was done with the other servants. She bumped into William as she walked through the mansion. "Oh, Dawn." He smiled as he saw her.

She nodded. "Hello, Papa." She walked past him, sighing sadly as she took in the mansion she'd be leaving. It would seem like long to her, but to them, it would be a mere week. "It's not fair!" She yelled, pouting and folding her arms in the middle of the hall.

"What isn't fair?" William asked.

"Why should I have to wait nine months to come back? It's just not fair!"

"Why is that?" She heard a voice say, chuckling. Turning around rapidly and changing into an angel, she brought out her rod and sighed in relief as she saw Ciel. "Ah, did you think I was a burglar?"

"More like Drake, coming to kill me." Dawn fell to her knees, changing back into a human and groaning. "William, this is making me exhausted."

"Of course it is, Dawn. Being an angel in a land that isn't yours takes more of your energy." William helped her stand and tried to make her sit opposite Ciel. She refused.

"Sit, Dawn." Ciel ordered. "You need to rest." She sighed and nodded, making her way to the seat William had offered. "Next to me." He continued. Dawn nodded once more and limped to the sofa before sitting down weakly. She found her head falling to the side and being caught by Ciel's shoulder. The boy blushed lightly but adjusted her so she lay on the sofa, her head on his lap. Her eyes closed and she quickly fell asleep, lulled by Ciel's absent stroking of her hair.

"Ciel?" She groaned as she awoke. Dawn looked around and found herself in her old room, in the land of the angels. "Ciel!" She jumped out of bed, running out in her dress and looking around for someone.

"Dawn, you're awake!" William said, catching her in his arms.

"Why?" She sobbed. "Why did you take me away?"

"We had to hurry, Dawn." He explained, trying to calm her down.

"I don't care! I want to see him!" She punched her father's chest.

"If by 'him', you mean me, then I'm already here." She heard a young voice say nearby. Looking, she saw Ciel, dressed in the suit she had given him, with Sebastian standing by him, his eyes glowing red. Dawn forgot everything and ran to the boy, taking him into her arms and sobbing into his hair. "Th-there, there…" He blushed, not really used to women running into his arms and crying.

"I was so scared…"

"Why?" He asked, confused.

"Nine months… I can't bear it… I can't bear not seeing you for nine months with-without having said g-goodbye!" She held onto him more tightly and he sighed.

"I'm here." He whispered, holding her. He felt like he had to see her smile again, but he just didn't know why. Ciel never comforted anyone. He never wanted to, but with her, he just had to. He couldn't handle seeing her upset, and he just always wanted to see her smiling.

"Y-you're staying?" She choked, moving back to look at him.

"Yes, unless that's a problem." He smiled expectantly.

"Of course it's not a problem!" She stood and ran to the throne room. "Maids!" She called. Immediately, all the ladies in the castle ran over to her.

"Welcome home, your majesty." They said in unison.

"Thank you, girls. I'd like you to prepare the finest room in the castle for the ambassador." She gestured to Ciel.

"Your majesty…" They looked down, blushing as if they were worried about something. Dawn immediately understood.

"Not the late queen's." She amended, smiling as they all calmed down. They all nodded and scurried to make preparations.

"Sebastian, Papa will show you to the males' section."

"Papa?" Ciel raised an eyebrow.

"Ah, yes, my lord. William's my father." She smiled at him. The boy nodded, not really asking about anything, and proceeded to wait in silence.

"Dawn." William whispered as Dawn looked at the maids standing before her with a confused look. "You have to choose two favourites to be your personal servants." She nodded, understanding and proceeded to pass through the girls. She had to choose one who was smart, honest and could keep a secret. The late queen's maid wouldn't do; she wouldn't approve of most of Dawn's upcoming decisions. Her old maid was reliable, and had never told any of her secrets. "Aliana." Dawn said, standing in front of the maid.

"Yes, your majesty?"

"I hope you'll serve me as well now as you did when I was young." The maid nodded and stepped forward, accepting the responsibility. Dawn paced back and forth between the girls. She had to choose someone she knew well. "Jacquelyn, what did you work as before?" She asked.

The maid named Jacquelyn stepped forward. "Your majesty, I used to be the treasurer's assistant."

"What made them stop you?" She asked, folding her arms.

"They said my work wasn't efficient enough." The maid squeaked, blushing heavily.

"Very well." As Dawn turned to walk back and forth again, she saw a young maid come running.

"I'm sorry I'm late your majesty, there was a problem a-and-"

"Hush!" The maids hissed.

"No, let her speak. Take your time." Dawn smiled at the maid and walked over to her.

"Your majesty, the guard, Soltun… He was ill in the infirmary and I had to tend to him. I'm sorry, your majesty." She bowed low. Dawn smiled.

"What's your name?" The queen asked kindly.

"Lyra, your majesty." Lyra was panting as she spoke, and had only just begun taking a few breaths.

"Lyra, you join Aliana and follow me."

"Wh-what?"

"You will be my own personal servant, Lyra." Dawn explained patiently.

"Thank you, your majesty!" Lyra bowed down, smiling widely. The maids began muttering and whispering amongst themselves.

"Those of you who aren't happy with my decisions and won't learn to accept them can get out now. Our land is in serious danger, and I have no time to deal with silly maids who don't know how to respect their queen's decisions." Dawn snapped. The maids quieted down and bowed. "Well, now. Lyra, Aliana, we're going to the infirmary." The two maids bowed and followed Dawn out of the room.

"Nicely done." William said to her, grinning as he walked by his daughter.

"Which part, exactly?" Dawn smiled back at him.

"When you told them to respect your decisions. Believe It or not, but you just established yourself as their queen. The late queen Genevieve did the same, according to history."

"Queen Genevieve… She was queen at the time of the war, right?" He nodded. "Aliana, please go to the library. I want you to bring me as many books about the late queen Genevieve as you can. Place them in my bedchambers." Aliana nodded and walked off.

"How come?" William asked, smiling at her.

"I'd like to re-read her decisions. If anything in those decisions can help me, then I'll use them."

"Repeating history positively… I like that idea." William smiled widely. He was proud of his daughter. He had never imagined his daughter being queen of the angels, and he had never imagined her as being such a fine young girl. He remembered when he'd first met her and had flirted with her a little bit. He wanted to see her reaction. She had, of course, been quite adorable. Luckily, she wasn't too obedient, and she wasn't too stubborn. She was perfect, and he was sure she'd be all right when it came to finding a man. At least, until that idiot Sebastian came along.

"Papa? Are you okay?" Dawn asked, frowning as they walked together.

"Yes, I'm fine. Just remembered your childhood."

"You mean when you flirted with me?" She said, smirking and folding her arms.

"Yes, as a matter of fact." He smirked back. "It was a test to see how safe you'd be with men."

"Mmhmm." She rolled her eyes and kept on walking.

"Your majesty." Lyra squeaked.

"Yes, Lyra?" Dawn turned, smiling at the maid.

"The infirmary was on the previous hall right." She kept her eyes down.

"O-oh!" Dawn blushed and looked at William. He laughed and pulled her back, nodding to Lyra as he led his daughter to the infirmary. As soon as they crossed the doors, William grabbed his daughter's arm, wanting her to leave. He saw the scene in which there were guards who were bleeding, disfigured and, in some cases, dead. "No, William." She hissed before walking over to Soltun. The guard grunted as he tried to sit up, but Dawn placed a hand on his bandaged chest.

"Your majesty…" He whispered. He'd learned the news from Lyra when she was with him, and he was at least happy he knew how to address her.

"Soltun, what happened?" She asked, looking at him with worry in her eyes.

"The demons… They want to destroy us because of… Because of that man…" He whispered.

"Man?" Dawn raised an eyebrow.

"Dimitri… Their newest king…" He replied.

"Dimitri… Dimitri Morganthe?" Dawn stammered. She couldn't believe it. Dimitri Morganthe was king? Soltun nodded, coughing a little bit. "Thank you, Soltun. Get well soon, okay? I need my personal guard, don't I?" She smiled and stroked his hair gently.

"Your majesty, I would serve you now if I could."

"Thank you, Soltun. You just get better, okay?" He nodded. "What happened to you, anyway?"

"Ah, I took a dark ball to my shoulder." He smiled. Dawn raised an eyebrow as he smiled. "No one could remove the darkness so far." Dawn nodded and sighed, standing back and taking up her rod. Slowly, she focused it on healing him. Fighting the darkness inside of him and healing him. She cast her light and once she was done, finally opened her eyes. She found Soltun sitting up slowly and looking at himself. "Your majesty…" He looked up at her.

"Hm?" She blinked twice, still in a daze.

"Thank you, your majesty." He climbed out of bed and stepped towards her, smiling at her.

"You're welcome, Soltun." She hugged him tightly, shocking everyone in the infirmary.

"Your majesty, you still have that habit of yours, don't you?" He chuckled and ruffled her hair a little bit before stepping back.

"What habit?" She asked, confused.

"Never mind. Your majesty, I am at your service." He bowed.

"Thank you, Soltun." She walked over to all the guards and wounded people curing those she could. She saw one little boy and immediately, her eyes filled up with tears for him. "William." She said, her voice steady.

"Yes, Dawn." He walked over to her.

"I want you to arrange with that man. Dimitri Morganthe. I'm going to show him what it means to mess with an angel." Dimitri Morganthe was Sebastian's best friend when they were children. Sebastian had told her about him and how stupid he was. He was silly, and pointless, and no one ever respected him. Dawn wasn't going to let him hurt her guards, and she definitely wasn't going to let him hurt her people.

"Your majesty, King Dimitri has arrived." Lyra announced, standing at the door. Dawn nodded and got up from her piano. She was wearing her whitest gown, just to show Dimitri that she wasn't going to bend anything for him. She had read up on Queen Genevieve. Apparently, Queen Genevieve had been very strict with the kings and ministers she met from the demons. Dawn would do the same.

Aliana walked over and sighed. "He demands to see your majesty immediately."

"I'll show him how to be patient." Dawn snapped angrily. She picked up her skirts and walked out to her throne room. Sitting at her throne, she gestured for Soltun to let him in.

"Took you long enough." Dimitri growled, walking in. Immediately, Dawn caged him in a cage of light.

"Show some respect to my angels." She snapped, remaining polite. He growled and nodded, to which she removed the cage and stood up. "My name is Dawn. I am the queen of angels. You, Dimitri Morganthe, have gone too far with my guards and people, and I will not stand by while you do so."

"Wow; pretty nice hello. Congrats, by the way." He smirked, folding his arms. William walked in, half-fuming.

"Your majesty, Lyra's gone missing." He announced, bowing.

"William, is now the time?" She snapped angrily.

"Considering the timing, yes." He replied.

She thought about it and nodded. "Find her. If King Dimitri has anything to do with it, he will be punished." William bowed. "And William!" She called. He turned back to her. "Check the aristocracy. I want to know how many of them survived." She ordered politely. He bowed and nodded before walking away. She turned back to Dimitri and stepped down, walking towards him. He was a little bit taller than her, but he didn't intimidate her. Dawn had handled Sebastian many times before. He had naturally disapproved of the meeting, but upon Ciel's order, the butler had left her alone. Ciel had asked him to stay with him in the library. As Dimitri looked at her, she glowered at him.

"How is it that you think I have anything to do with it?" He asked, smirking.

"Because you cannot be trusted. " She snapped. He tried to reach out to her, but the light stung him. "Don't even think about it. " She smirked at him,

"Why all this hatred? Why can't we be friends?" He grinned widely at her, frowning a little bit from the pain inflicted from the light.

"Because my mother tried that." She snapped once more. "You ended up being backstabbers."

"Feisty. I like you, your majesty." He was leering at her, and she couldn't help but feel angrier with the man.

"I'm going to kill you." She summoned her staff into her hands and held it out at him. "I'm going to kill you and I'm going to make it hurt."

A/N: So the chapter's long and nice for you guys. Hope you liked it! Please review, subscribe and forgive me for my lateness.

~Evangelina Amaryllis