~VI~

Harriet had been running for so long. Her sight was sharp and she could smell everything. Good things, bad things, she could smell and see them all. Ignoring her newfound senses she continued running until she was thoroughly out of breath.

Her senses returning to normal, she collapsed onto the freezing tiled floor. She was in some kind of parlor. It was bright and welcoming in contrast to her mood.

How did she even get into this kind of situation anyway. She didn't ask for any of this, nor want it. Yet, here she was, slowly running out of oxygen from the hundred mile trek though this strange house, with these strange people.

She heard the confident footfalls of Sabastian and Ciel walk into the parlor. They were the perfect picture of confidence and perfection together. Harriet was in awe at the sight.

She quickly slid back away from the pair. Her legs had given up on her and her whole body seemed to betray her as she was cornered against the wall.

Sabastian glared at her as Ciel squinted his eye in interest and curiosity. What were they looking at?

"Sabastian." was all the young earl had said and Sabastian picked her up in his unusually strong arms. He did it so easily, like Harriet weighed nothing compared to him.

Harriet noticed Sabastian's muscles poking through his shirt and tailcoat. They were so big, yet lean. Harriet blushed at her own thoughts. What was going on with her?

Suddenly Harriet was slammed into a chair harshly. She hissed as pain quickly spread all over her backside. "No need to be rude asshole!" she thought to herself.

She glared at both of them as Sabastian tied her up. The rope was so tight that she was barely able to breathe. It cut into her skin like blunt knives. The more she struggled, the deeper the rope cut into her clear pale skin.

"Now," said Ciel, making himself comfortable in his large cushioned chair behind his desk. "I have even more questions for you."

Just as the blue haired earl was about to open his mouth, three servants entered, stumbling into the room. Two of them, she recognized, but the other was a person she never saw before.

He had bright strawberry blonde hair that only reached to the nape of his neck, Soft looking creamy skin, and bright green eyes that absorbed the world around him.

Only one thought ran through Harriet's mind as she saw them tangled up on the floor whining Sabastian's name.

"Adorable~"