Ciel, Earl of Phantomhive, watched his butler and his maid stride down the aisle, heading for the carriage that would take them back to the Michaelis mansion. He, the Undertaker, and Sebastian's family would also take a carriage, but they would go faster than the wedded couple. Ciel wondered if Eleanora was going to be alright. He knew how much she hated Sebastian. And then he wondered if Sebastian would be alright. Eleanora could be a bit…unladylike. And that was putting it mildly.
Then he started wondering if they could possibly have a happy marriage. Sebastian had looked so shocked when Eleanora had first entered the church. Shocked and tremendously pleased. He couldn't stop sneaking glances at her during the ceremony. Maybe it wouldn't be such a disaster.
He scoffed and followed the Undertaker out of the church. That wouldn't happen in a million years. Firstly, Sebastian was demon—completely incapable of love. Secondly, Eleanora was unnaturally stubborn. If she didn't want to fall in love with someone, she would staunchly refuse to let herself. Even if she somehow did subconsciously manage to fall in love, she would never admit it to herself. Ciel didn't know who he pitied more.
Of course, the Michaelis family wasn't concerned. They were cheering and shaking hands and applauding, even though the couple had disappeared by this point. Ciel didn't understand what they were saying—they were all speaking in Avelatani, the language of Hell—but he understood enough of their body languages and smiles to realize that they were incredibly happy by the marriage. Sebastian had told him that such an occurrence like this one—all this mutual joy—was extremely rare. Vampires and demons were practically complete opposites, and the Michaelis family and the Elengede family were are war with each other more-often-than-not. But it didn't matter right now. At this moment, all feuds were set aside, all differences ignored; now was the time for celebration.
They all got into two carriages and departed for the mansion, deep in the country. It didn't take them very long to get there—that, or maybe the trip just seemed short. As soon as they arrived, everyone piled into the kitchen to make as much food as possible. Jean Michaelis—Sebastian's esteemed vampiric father—went down to the cellar with his brother and the Undertaker and all three of them returned carrying several kegs of wine. Then everyone quickly changed into more comfortable outfits, got out party supplies, and anxiously waited for Sebastian and Eleanora to return.
They arrived shortly after everything was ready. Sebastian assisted Eleanora down from the carriage and when they entered the mansion, everyone cheered and screamed and applauded and unholy champagne bottles were shaken and uncorked and everyone got soaking wet. Sebastian was kissed and hugged several hundred times, while Eleanora was just hugged (her veil would have gotten in the way of the kisses; she still hadn't taken it off). Then they were plopped down onto two thrones on a raised platform, everyone gave a speech, wine was poured out, toasts were made, then everyone started dancing.
Sebastian danced most of the dances—both demonic and vampiric—but Eleanora only danced a few. Ciel only danced twice.
Somewhere halfway through, they had dinner, then they went straight back to celebrating. The sun was already rising when it was decided that people really should be going to sleep.
A special room had been prepared for Sebastian and Eleanora. Ciel wasn't sure why they got their own room, and nobody would tell him. Sebastian had mentioned something about "intimacy," but Ciel had just thought that meant something ridiculous, like talking about feelings, which of course Sebastian didn't have. So Ciel really had no idea what they were going to be doing in that special, private room.
But he was too tired to care. He had eaten too much and had stayed up too late. He somehow managed to fumble his way out of his clothes (there was no Sebastian to undress him) and then he fell into bed. The rising sun didn't even bother him—he was asleep instantaneously.