Hey guys! Ah jeeze it has been FOREVER since I updated last, and for that I am sorry. But I made this a really long chapter. At least, I hope I did…I'm sorry that I haven't updated! Oh I feel horrible! Ugh! Well, I've read all of your reviews and I just want to say thank you so much! You guys just make me so happy! Ok….well…ending my sorry and review drabble…

NOW READ THIS FOR YOU TO UNDERSTAND THIS CHAPTER!: Okay, to help you guys out, because I know some of you won't read this (I don't sometimes either, so it's okay), Sebastian's name will be Damen during Selena's POV, since he's technically not Sebastian yet. Alright, I'm done talking, onto the chapter!

December 28, 1795

It's been a while now without Jack's presence. Also, the New Year is coming, for which that I am grateful. A new year means great things, for the company and myself as well. The Futom* Company is starting to grow, which is an amazing thing for the Phantomhive Family. For once, we won't be known to everyone as "The Queen's Watchdog". Alas, it is but a dream, a dream that will hopefully come true.

Oh, also we are going to a seamstress tonight, it seems Her Majesty wants us, Damen and I, to attend a noble gathering at the palace New Year's Eve. How exciting, if I do say so myself. This will be the first time without my brother, who somehow always knew the right things to say. Her Majesty is so very kind to invite us. Though, in my opinion, she is not very beautiful. She is the one who makes most of the appearances now, and I'm not quite sure why. It seems as though His Majesty isn't in the best of health. Rumors are told that he is extremely mad. How funny to hear about a mad king. In my opinion, that is completely ridiculous!

I'm sure to get a lovely dress; perhaps a blue one. I love blue; there are so many shades of it. Maybe I should get a brighter blue dress, to show that I'm still mourning for my brother, but I am still happy. I'm not sure yet, I'll see when we get there.

Putting the pen and the book down on the seat beside me, I turn to look out the window. Snow is falling lightly, and there are many people on the streets. Some of the shop keepers are taking down Christmas decorations. It's ironic, that most people aren't happy, yet they cover it up with the reds, greens, and silvers of this cheery holiday.

"Damen?" I asked, looking over to the corner where he sits, "Why did my brother name you what he did?"

Damen looked at me, his golden brown eyes light, "I'm not sure my lady, perhaps it was of something he truly treasured?"

"We did have a dog name Damen. Jack really-"

"A dog, you say?" I nodded, watching his eyes go dark, "I truly detest dogs. They have no manners, and they slobber everywhere," I started laughing then. It was hilarious to see Damen almost…human-like. Actually, now that I think about it, it's almost…terrifying.

As our carriage started slowing down, I looked out the window once again. Glancing into the stores from my seat, I could see a variety of gowns; those that were simpler, while others were more elegant. Elegant is what I more need at the moment. There was another store, where I wanted to stop. A couple weeks ago while we were doing an assignment for His and Her Majesty, I was glancing into the windows. There, I saw this dress. No, it was a gown, a gown for true royalty. It was a deep ocean blue, which reminded me of Jack's eyes. There were also swirls of other intensities of the color as well; from sky blue to all but a midnight blue. There were rhinestones joined with the fabric, giving it a sparkle that caught everyone's eye. I'm not sure which store it was now, but for that is the gown I am searching for.

Finally, after slowly losing track of what I was doing, I saw it. There it was, in the window, looking at me, calling for me, "Stop!" I shouted, feeling the carriage jerk to a halt. Damen immediately exited the carriage, came to my side, and helped me to the ground. I walked into that store, looking for the one I saw through the window. It wasn't here though, strange as it was. Did I possibly go into the wrong store? No, we stopped just right after it.

"May I help you miss?" A woman behind the counter called, looking at me suspiciously. Great, she must think I'm insane.

"There was this dress in your window, it was blue, I would like to try it on if I may," I replied, seeing her face soften as she briskly went into the back room. Coming out, she had a box in her arms, smiling the whole time. Pulling it out, she held it up as the dress returned to its original form. It was absolutely perfect. I smiled, clutching my hands together.

She helped me put it on, tying the strings together in the back. This is what I needed, and I know that Jack would like it, if he was here, anyways. The dress was a deep sapphire-oceanic blue with silver highlights. It was strapless; however my bust will be completely covered, even though I have nothing to really cover to begin with. I twirled, watching the blue and the silver blur into one; as well as my dear Damen smirking in the corner. But there was something else, in his eyes that said something else; hunger, perhaps? As soon as it was there, the look was gone, as though he noticed me noticing him.

"I'll take it ma'am," I said, twirling once more before letting her help me out of it. Something wasn't feeling right; I'm not sure what it is, but something inside me feels unbalanced, like something horrible is going to happen tonight; there isn't a moon tonight, nor will there be for the next three nights…

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"Good morning, my lady," Sebastian said, pouring Earl Grey into, yet again, a new tea cup. I swear, this man loves to hog different types of tea sets. I'm sure he hides cats in his closet as well.

I took the cup from his hand, feeling the warm liquid fall down my throat. It was soothing, in a sense. It was also very sweet this morning; and it reminded me of Ciel. I haven't felt this small sense of peace for a while. It makes me wonder now if he still watches me though my window. I take a small glance to see a raven through my window. I smiled at that, but at the same time, it made me worry. If Ciel wasn't here, then wouldn't everything be alright, and life could go back to what it normally is?

"It seems as though I was completely ignored, as seeing you didn't reply," Sebastian said, taking the empty cup out of my hands. Placing it onto the silver cart, he laid out the clothes for today. Taking his time, he started undoing the buttons from bottom to top. It's strange, seeing that he can dress me, but never bathe me.

Rising, Sebastian starts securing the corset. Unlike Madam Red, Sebastian does it in quick, tight pulls. This is a fine quality corset, seeing as how it hasn't broken in the past six months, unlike the other one I had. It was such a shame, seeing that it was my favorite. Stepping into my dress, I noticed something about it. It was beautiful, no doubt about it; a color I have never seen in a dress as of late. It was a dark oceanic-sapphire blue with silver highlights. It reminds me of…Selena's dress. No, that dress should have been destroyed, if not by age, then by the fire years ago. I'm over thinking things; perhaps Sebastian got one similar…but then again, how would he have known what Selena's dress would have looked like unless he was her butler? My stomach churned at the thought, making matters only worse. No, that was impossible; just because Sebastian is a demon…

But that's the problem; Sebastian is a demon.

"Forever staying in your thoughts can cause insanity, my lady," Sebastian chuckled before whispering in my ear, "Just like wandering into the past's business may make you die sooner then you intended to," with that, he walked to the other side of the room, pulling the journal out from under my pillow. Deep down, I was terrified; what Sebastian could possibly do to me was unknown, but whatever it could be would be gruesome. He tossed the book in the fire place before starting a fire, "It's going to get a bit chilly today, so I've decided that fires will be started all around the manor, is this alright?" I nodded, desperately wishing that I could grab the burning book from its current place. Everything I needed to know was burning right before my eyes.

Sebastian stood up then, twirled on his heels, and turned straight towards me. His eyes were the burning violet color; the true sight of the devil coming out. Pressing me against the wall, his teeth were bared as his face was pressed close against mine, "My lady, you're not making very many smart choices in the matter. What happens in the past stays there. Do you understand me child?" He released his grip, causing me to drop to the floor. I swear I could feel the bruises across my neck. He glared at me before grabbing my hand and lifting me up, "Just remember these words Naomi; once you sell your soul, you will never be able to live with a happily ever after. No matter where you go and what you do, I will find you," Sebastian left the room briskly before turning around with the door open a tiny crack, "When you're presentable enough, feel free to come downstairs and join us."

"Of course, Damen," I whispered, knowing he could hear me. I knew that my dream was something. I'm not sure what it could mean, but it was sent to me for a reason. Perhaps it was from Ciel, or maybe from some other being. Wherever it came from, I needed to know. Perhaps I can get Tanaka to help me with this as well.

Heading downstairs, I see the usual problems; Meyrin ruining the stairs again, the kitchen being blown up by Bard, and I'm sure almost the whole garden is ruined thanks to Finny. I'm glad that they didn't hear anything from upstairs this time. I saw Tanaka drinking his tea like always, and Sebastian wasn't around, so I knew this was the perfect time to ask him. Sitting down next to him, I sighed dramatically, gaining his attention. He smiled a bit.

"Having problems, my lady?"

"I need help Tanaka," I said looking over then whispering in his ear. He nodded a few times before smiling again, "I need to know something. He is the only one that I believe can help me, though my brother despises him so much, which is a shame."

"And Sebastian is not to know, yes?" He asked in all seriousness. Sometimes, this is the best time to ever talk to Tanaka.

"Yes."

"Then, wait here for a moment and I'll go get a carriage ready," He said as he was standing up before hesitating for a moment, "Actually, quickly go get breakfast, it may seem less suspicious."

I nodded as I stood up and kissed the old man on the cheek. Walking to the dining room, I saw Sebastian standing next to the seat, a smile on his face. I smiled back, hoping that he knew nothing of the conversation between Tanaka and me. I sat down at the table, nibbling here and there as well as drinking my tea. I know everything will be going as plan, but why do I feel so uneasy. I make a risky glance at Sebastian, who was paying no attention to me; I know I'm truly getting paranoid now.

"I need to go to the restroom," I said, standing up and walking away. I knew there was no way he was going to follow me there. Or, at least I hope he wouldn't.

"The prey," Sebastian started, making me turn back to look at him, "Is deceived with sweet words and dragged into darkness. To not noticed the demon's concealed power," right then, he was in front of my face, leaning into my ear, "Skillfully," Both hands were pressed against the wall, making no apparent ability for me to escape, "Sweetly," I felt his cold breath brush against my lips, "Quietly," his nail cut my cheek, and I flinched. With his tongue, he quickly licked the blood away, smiling at the taste, "When you finally receive your crown decorated in despair, your soul will surely be…extremely delicious," with that, he stood up as though nothing happened.

Tanaka helped me into the carriage before he gave me a small smile and closed the door. In so many ways, I wish I could have someone in here, anyone, so I didn't drown into my own thoughts. However, if Sebastian was here, it would ruin the whole purpose of this. Finny, Bard, and Meyrin would somehow screw up and tell Sebastian anyways. Pluto is nice, but someone that I can't count on at all. The only one I can truly rely on is Tanaka; our last generation's butler. Though, you should never underestimate this man, he is quite wise. He also is strong and very kind. Somehow, he knows things that most normal human beings don't know about. Yet, the best thing about him is that he can always keep a secret, and that he never lies. Humans are despicable creatures that always need to lie though their smiles. It's really pathetic honestly, especially though noble blood, since nobles never tell lies. How ironic, it really is a lie within itself, making it even sicker.

What is the truth anymore? What is the real definition of an "Evil Nobleman"? Does are family truly fall into that category. I believe that was the most stupid question I've ever asked myself in all of my life. Of course we do. We gained the title many years ago from His Majesty himself. Ever since then, we have always been cursed to walk along this land; knowing that eventually we were going to lose the ones that have died. Forever, we shall live in this torment and despair, yet we never fall. The Phantomhive name rises up to this, and their doors stay wide open for the future.

Paying more attention to the window now, I looked at the scenery around me. Sooner or later, Sebastian is going to find out where I have gone, or at least notice my disappearance. It didn't bug me in a strange sense, knowing that no matter what I was going to die, and that was certain. I don't really understand though how I was the one to get the contract placed on me. Yes, I am his sister but I never wanted to extract revenge. Or at least, in the beginning I didn't. Maybe somewhere deep inside his musical echoing orchestra, I could see how he spotted me. I wasn't the prettiest off all of the instruments, which didn't add up all together. Looking at the small manor on the hill, I knew that I had just enough time to take a nap. Shutting my droopy eyelids, I watched the color drift into deeper darkness with me.

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His steps were in rhythm to the ticking grandfather clock in the foyer. The beautiful chandelier was polished so nicely, that it looked like as though it was bought yesterday. Everything was perfect in this mansion. If it were not, they could never be ready for unexpected guests. Well, to him, they were most expected. However, he's sure the person somewhat doing his paperwork would say differently. He must admit, his master isn't always on the bright side of things. Walking up the grand staircase, he made his way to his master's office. With a quick rap of three knocks on the door he entered, seeing that his master was doing the exact opposite. His head was on the desk, paperwork shoved aside, and sighing deeply. He himself sighed at the sight in front of him. It was quite pathetic of a human being to be so…lazy.

"You know she is coming right? She has many questions for you," he added, pouring tea into his master's cup. As per usual, there was only a nod or the shake of the head. It was something that he was always used to; his master never liked talking about such serious matters.

"It doesn't matter," his master said, lifting his head off the table, "There won't be much I can tell her anyways. I'm not sure what she is coming for anyways."

"Perhaps it's answers about her brother."

"Ah, Ciel Phantomhive?" His eye lit up bright and happy, "Still, there's nothing much I can tell her. I'm not even sure what happened exactly. Do you know?"

"According to the newspaper that you still don't enjoy reading," he glanced up to a glaring master, "It seems as though someone killed him while he was on a mission for the Queen."

His master started tracing lines on the desk with his inkless pen. There was a smirk appearing on his lips, "What a fine way to die, being the Queens Watchdog. He escaped a cursed fate."

His butler looked up at him, curious of what he was meaning, "And would you, a noble, choose to die of the same fate?"

"No," his master said, standing up from behind his desk, "There would be no point in wishing. I know that I'm going to die as a nobody," his master was quiet for a moment before looking back up, "Come, and let us wait for our guest in the foyer!"

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A girl who always drowns in her thoughts is not the beautiful one in the group. No, she is the most strangest. I remember what Aunt Anne told me once; A lady should be cute and weak in front of her lord. It's the most important thing, to be an innocent, naïve girl. It's your job to smile and be surrounded by nice things, just like in nursery rhymes. Poetry over philosophy. Embroidery rather than cooking. Dance instead of chess. Be an unknowing angel. Every girl in the land of roses were raised by these words. However, after everything, can I truly be the same? I should never complain though. I was always given the choice of what to do, unlike Elizabeth. Elizabeth, a year older then Ciel, was made by her mother to fence. No, that wasn't the right way to put it. Elizabeth was made to in order to be strong enough to be the wife of a Phantomhive. Everything changed over all of these years; to be weak, to be strong. I wonder which one she really chose. What one should I choose?

We were almost there now. I feel more at ease here, in a sense. I will never understand that, but somehow I do. We jerked to a halt; making me sit up rather than slouch. Tanaka would be quite ashamed to see a lady do such a thing. He opened the door, a smile always on his face, and helped me down. Walking up the stairs, Tanaka knocked on the door, and a butler dressed in black opened to greet us. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw someone run down the upstairs hallway. His butler sighed.

"It seems as though we must meet my master in his office. I hope this doesn't add any complications to your visit," I shook my head, "Then, please follow me, Lady Phantomhive."

We walked up the grand staircase. The house seemed to cheerful for my tastes, and I'm surprised his master would even chose such a color. I can feel it now, Ciel watching my every mood. I'm sure he's not exactly excited about this by any means. But now with the journal gone, this is one of the two stops I have to make in order to find my answers. Forgive me for my intrusions with people you hate, Ciel.

The butler led us into his master's office. There he sat, his blue eyes penetrating my own. I curtsied in front of him; after all, that is what a proper lady is supposed to do before she takes her seat. His eyes watched my every move, and he starts the conversation.

"What brings you to my manor, Lady Phantomhive?" He asked, a smirk appearing on his lips.

"I was hoping you and your butler could give me some information," I said, playing his game.

"Oh?" He raised his eyebrow, looking cocky as always, "I'm sure we can, as long as we get something out of it."

"Of course," I nodded, "I was already prepared, seeing as I'm in the Spiders Manor. Isn't that right, Alois Trancy?"

Wooh finally! I got this chapter finished! As I look to see when I last updated…it would soon be almost a year ago…I'm really sorry about that. See, I went to Europe last month, and I had to raise all of the money for the trip. But I got to see all sorts of cool stuff, especially in London. It will be easier to write about it, since I know what it more looks like. Anyways, reviews are appreciated. And if you have any questions or ideas, please message me . I'll be glad to reply to them.

Also, chapter quotes in order of appearance;

The prey…Chapter 28, Noah's Circus Arc

When you receive your crown of despair…Chapter 63, The Boat Arc

A lady…Chapter 58, The boat Arc

Thank you for reading. Until next time!

~Akira