The only things I could pay attention to were Sebastian's face as he searched the crowd, and his hand which tightly held mine when suddenly he pulled me back into the crowd. "There," he said. I followed his gaze to where Druitt lurked. "We'll have to dance our way through, the waltz is starting." Sebastian pulled me towards the crowd of couples preparing to dance. He got us into position just as the music started. I could only look at my feet. "Young mistress," he teased, then changed to a serious tone and said, "one should not look at their feet while dancing." When I did not look up, he whispered, "Are you really that bad of a dancer?" Of course, that caused my heart to stop pounding long enough to look up and give him the best death stare I could muster. "That's better," he said, giving me a perfect view of his amazing smile. "Now, how about a smile? Won't you at least act like you're enjoying yourself?"
I decided I'd probably make the best of it, seeing as I might never dance with Sebastian ever again. Then, after a moment or so, I looked up at him with a genuine smile. Sebastian seemed surprised that I'd smiled at all. He smiled back at me again. Overjoyed that I had an excuse to stare into Sebastian's eyes, I got lost in them and completely forgot about Druitt. Unfortunately the dance ended, and I had to make the painful walk over to the Viscount Druitt alone. I somehow got his attention right away. He led me away somewhere to talk, then knocked me out using a cloth soaked in some sort of drug.
I awoke in a large room where, I realized, people in masks were bidding on me. All I did was say "Sebastian" and the lights went out. I could hear people collapsing, then the lights went on again. Sebastian walked towards me and untied me, smiling the whole time.
"Are you good at anything except being captured, my lord?" he asked. "Oh well. I suppose the Yard will be here before long. We'd better go." At that moment, he scooped me up in his arms and carried me out the window and then all the way home, and I secretly enjoyed every moment of it.
That night, I had blissful dreams. I dreamed about dancing with Sebastian all night in a meadow under the moonlight. What I didn't know was that Sebastian came to check on me in the middle of the night. He noticed that I wasn't staying still, so he walked up to my bedside. "Are you having trouble sleeping, my lord?" he whispered.
"Mmm, Sebastian," I muttered in my sleep, but this seemed to make him think I was awake.
"Yes, my lord?" he said, slightly affecting my dream.
I giggled in my sleep. "You're funny."
Sebastian stood there, indignant for a moment, then said "Why is that, if I may ask?"
"You called me "lord", you idiot." Then, I giggled again and said, "My idiot."
It was then that Sebastian realised that I had been asleep the whole time. He smiled, then pulled the covers up to my chin and whispered, "I am honored to be in your dreams, young master." He left the room and wandered back to his room. Sebastian sat down on his bed, pondering what I exactly meant. He knew, deep down what I had meant, but he just couldn't bring himself to believe it. My perfectly sane master, in love with me? He thought. That's ridiculous. Perhaps it was one of those dreams where you enjoy something you hate? It must have been. By the way he treats me, he shouldn't like me at all. Oh well. Then he went to sleep, or tried to, at least.
As soon as Sebastian shut his eyes, he relived the events of that night with a different perspective. He paid close attention to what he remembered about me. Everything seemed to fall into place with his suspicion, everything except the death stare. Then Sebastian remembered the dance. He did look pretty adorable like that, he thought. Wait, what am I thinking? There's no way I could possibly be falling for him, is there? No, that's… that's absurd. Then, Sebastian's eyes shot open. He couldn't get back to sleep for the rest of the night.
The next morning, he didn't come to wake me up. It was a weekend, but even so he would have woken me. I grabbed my housecoat and went in search of Sebastian. I checked the dining table first. There was breakfast, but no Sebastian. I ate, then went up to check the study. The morning paper was there, but no Sebastian. Then I saw Mey-Rin and decided to ask her where he was. "He just went upstairs, yes he did." I didn't find him, but there was a trail of cleanliness to follow. Running, I checked every room along the trail, but Sebastian was nowhere to be found. Finally, it lead to the enormous rose garden. I instantly saw him trimming the last bush.
"Sebastian," I said, directly behind him. "Why didn't you wake me?"
"M-m-master!?" he stuttered, shocked to see me. Then he snapped out of it and looked away, trying to find more work to do. "My apologies, sir." He started to head towards a broken wheelbarrow.
"Are you avoiding me?!" I was at the peak of my annoyance, but at least he turned around and came back.
"Please forgive me for this morning, sir." Sebastian then scooped me up in his arms. "Let's get you dressed, then."
"You still didn't answer my question," I muttered. "Anyway, I need you to help me with the Jack the Ripper investigation again today…"