Lilliana was having a friendly conversation with the snakes, which was something she didn't expect to do today. She kept herself calm as she could so they wouldn't sense her worry for the young lord exploring on his own. She told them that she wanted to talk with the remaining snakes so they could get used to her. They seemed to trust her since she could actually communicate with them. Some asked why Black and Smile were following her and she said that they were good friends, but told them to stay behind to not cause trouble. Luckily, they believed her and slithered in the tent, letting their guard down as Ciel looked through the tents. As she distracted them, she wanted to make it clear that she didn't want Snake to know she was at the tent to alarm anyone, especially since she wasn't allowed to be there and they seemed to understand, which relieved her. The conversation they had was a bit of repeat of the one she had with Emily and Oscar, but also adding some unimportant things, like food and excessive noise. Lilliana had to feel interested, but they could sense her not being invested as much as they were. Unlike Snake, she wasn't in charge of their well-being. If anything, she could only suggest some things to him. Plus, this was a good way of getting to know the names of the snakes and which breed they were.
However, things took a turn when one of the snakes, Goethe she believed, hissed, "That's unusual. How come Beast is coming to her tent during a show?"
"Wait what?" she hissed back, her fear being sensed.
"My my, someone doesn't want to be discovered," Oscar said as he slithered close to her.
"I just worry that Beast will find me here and tell the others," she lied, but not completely.
"Don't worry. We'll make sure you don't get caught," Emily hissed, trying to calm her down, which worked, but not completely. She was confident she earned their trust now, or was it some kind of mind-controlling power she acquired? Whatever the case, they were on her side. However, she remembered that Beast was about to enter her tent and couldn't warn Ciel about it. She feared the worst as she heard Beast pass by the tent on her way to hers. She expected to hear a whole lot of yelling, but instead, it was quiet. Too quiet. After some time, Beast came back out of her tent and walked back to the main tent. When the coast was clear, she took a deep breath.
"Thank you," she hissed to the snakes. "But if you don't mind, I should be leaving before everyone comes back. If you want, I can find you some food if you wait here as a thank you for chatting with me."
"Oh please do! We're starved," Oscar hissed. She nodded and headed out the tent. She took a deep breath, but she had to check the other tents to make sure Ciel was fine before getting the snake food. She walked into Beast's tent and saw that Sebastian had miraculously appeared and must have hid him and the young lord in a trunk before Beast came in.
"I'm glad you're all right, my lord," she said as she walked to them climbing out of the trunk. "The snakes should still be in the tent until I give them some food."
"That snake-charmer trick has come quite handy," Ciel said. She looked at Sebastian, who had a stern look on his face as he observed her eyes. She was uncomfortable and unsure why he was doing this, but was interrupted when Ciel said, "I couldn't find much, but I did find these photographs in each of the tents." Sebastian and Lilliana looked at the photo of a wealthy-looking man with his arm around a young Beast's shoulder. Although blocked partially, they could see a sign that had "workhouse" displayed. All the first tier performers, excluding Snake and Eris, had to have come from this place. "Can you see anything of importance?"
"Yes, there is an imprint from the signet ring. I think I've seen it recently," Sebastian said.
"Imprint? You mean you can make out details that small?" Ciel asked in both shock and wonder.
"Yeah, can't you?" Lilliana asked. Ciel eyed her angrily, making her remember that humans can't see things as clearly as demons, but still had to make fun of him. "You know your vision is bad when a Grim Reaper is asking if you can see clearly."
"Well you're different since you were gifted with a demon's eyesight," Sebastian said, trying to defend his master from more humiliation.
"I know," she said as she looked back at the photo.
"Now then, if memory serves, this matches the seal at the base of Beast's prosthetic leg," he said, reminding her of their first encounter when he was close to—she had to focus.
"The signet ring, the seal, the workhouse. We need to know more. Who is this man?" Ciel asked.
However, Sebastian looked at his pocket-watch and said, "It's almost eight o'clock. I think we had better stop for today. Besides, there is something I need to discuss with—,"
"I still have to look through Joker's tent," Ciel interrupted.
"My lord, I don't think that's a good-," Lilliana said, but was interrupted as well.
"I should be able to manage. The encore will give me enough time. I want all of this to be over today," Ciel said with determination clear in his voice. They had to admire that about him, when that determination wasn't stubbornness. "You need to go back so they don't suspect us. Now, move," he said as he ran out to the next tent.
Lilliana said, "Well, if he's going to be stubborn, I might as well feed the snakes like I promised."
"I'm afraid we don't have time. You became an unexpected performer in the routine with your coworker and me," Sebastian said, hinting at much more than that.
"You had to perform with Wi—wait, I was with you?! That's impossible. I was speaking with the snakes the entire time," she said in a shocked tone.
Though, he didn't explain anything, but instead, grabbed her hand and guided her to her tent. "Now, you must hurry and change into your costume. The performers expect you to return with me—,"
"Wait! Hold on! Please tell me that you're not confusing me with Eris again," she said as her eyes turned red with anger. She could not handle another mix-up, especially from him.
"I'm not confusing you with her. I know it was her, but her eyes were green just like yours."
"That's impossible. Humans can change eye colors."
"No, but deities, especially demons, can," he said.
She thought about it and her eyes widened. "You're not suggesting that Eris is a demon, are you?"
He nodded. "A certain type, in fact, that we should be very weary of."
After the encore, Lilliana and Sebastian left without a word and quickly scoured the circus grounds to find small rodents that would fill the snake's stomachs and they hissed a thank you to her. They made sure to not get caught by the other performers before retreating back Sebastian's tent so he could wipe off his makeup and remove the extra pieces to his costume. Lilliana waited outside since William was changing out of his costume into his usual suit. She stayed in her outfit and makeup since she had to discuss with both men about certain things, but also had to warn William about Eris. She has interacted with him pretending to be Lilliana, so she wondered what her plan was. There seemed to be no clear reason for it, so she had to discuss it further with Sebastian since he figured out who she truly was.
"You're free to come in," Sebastian said from inside the tent. At that cue, she walked in to find Sebastian waiting for her and William sitting on his bed, looking at a file that she bet he wouldn't let her see despite knowing practically everything now. However, when he looked up at her, he had to look back down quickly to avoid visibly blushing. That outfit reminded him of what happened earlier.
"You think Ciel will be all right by himself? The snakes can slither around wherever they want now that they're fed," she asked.
"If he were in any danger, I would sense it," he said with confidence, making her smile a bit.
"If you don't mind, would you two take your conversation outside? I would much prefer as little noise as possible at the moment," William said, his face still looking down.
She sighed. "I thought you were the type of person who likes transparency and knowing this demon's every step so he can't devour souls."
"I do, but when you are here to track him, I don't need to work so hard. Besides, that is below my pay-grade."
Lilliana's eyes turned red, feeling offended by his absent-minded comment, but Sebastian put a hand on her shoulder, noticing her anger. She took a deep breath, but her eyes didn't turn back green. "We still need to discuss about the mission, Suit. When I'm done talking with Sebastian and my young lord, then we should get to it."
"Understood," he said as he closed the file he was reading and looked for the one sent from Headquarters.
"Now, about Eris. She's—," Sebastian was about to say, but Ciel unexpectedly walked into the tent, coughing as he did, and grabbing everyone's attention. "My lord!"
"One of those blasted poisonous snakes could have easily bitten me! I thought she was in charge of keeping them away while I searched?!" he yelled.
"Well it turns out I was needed for a show. There's a lot more to this place than we originally thought," she tried to explain.
"But that still doesn't excuse Sebastian since he knew I was still there!"
"You ordered us to return to the performers to avoid suspicion, meaning that she wouldn't be there to distract the snakes as before, but she made a promise of treats to keep them in the tent while she wasn't there. We were only following your orders. Is there a problem?" Sebastian said with a smile, almost enjoying the young lord's anger. "Rest assured, my lord; I won't let you die, not while our contract is in effect, but if you make certain mistakes, you may be in for some suffering. Of the non-fatal variety, of course. Every game should have an element of danger to it. You're such an avid player; I just assumed you shared my opinion on the matter."
"Ha! You know what I'd call your stupid little game? Demonic," Ciel said, making the two servants chuckle.
"You do flatter me."
"What's of greater importance now is the letter I found in Joker's tent mentioning my name," Ciel said with a cough before walking to the bunk beds and leaning against it. He was feeling a bit weak and needed to support himself. "It included my rank and the location of my family estate. There was even a brief biographical sketch. As for the sender—,"
"Mind yourself," William said as he extended his Death Scythe to move Ciel away from the line he created in the dirt. "You are three centimeters into my territory. That is unacceptable."
"Are you fucking kidding me?" she asked with her red eyes flaring.
"The master must observe our agreed-upon boundaries. If he fails to do so, what's to distinguish him from the dog?"
"You motherfu—," Lilliana tried to say, ready for a fight, but Sebastian covered her mouth and held her back.
"If you would excuse us, we'll be taking our leave and doing as you requested earlier. Once she is calmer, we'll send her back," Sebastian said as he dragged her out and Ciel followed. William took a breath of relief, thankful he didn't have to deal with angry Lilliana again.
Outside the tent, Sebastian let her go, probably a bad idea, but luckily, she didn't go back to fight him. "That fucking bastard! First he insults me and then he insults you both. I swear, the next time I see him, I'm gonna-,"
"Have a civilized conversation with him about your mission so you don't get into trouble with your superior," Sebastian finished. She looked at him with disapproval, but took a deep breath before continuing their talk.
"Anyway, as I was going to say earlier, the sender used the name 'Tom, the piper's son'," Ciel explained.
"Isn't that a Mother Goose character?" she said, her eyes slowly turning back to green as she began to calm down.
"Yes, it seems like a strange alias," Ciel said before coughing. He was starting to cough a lot, now they thought about it. "Also, the letter was sealed in wax with a crest bearing a horse and the letter K."
"Then it is the same as the seal that I saw. Signet rings are generally engraved with a motif and initial that represents the bearer or his family. That means that Tom the piper's son must have a coat of arms featuring a horse, probably indicating a knighthood or even a soldier," Sebastian explained.
Ciel coughed. "Possible, but not necessarily If he is a philanthropist, however, he must have some status. The heraldic authorities have all coats of arms in their registers. We have enough criteria to narrow it down. So however many there may be, you two should be able to identify the correct one." As he kept talking, they noticed he was breathing heavier and had his hand over his mouth, as if he was holding something back. "The missing children, the circus, Tom the piper's son, and me. They're connected, but how—," he said before coughing uncontrollably.
The two servants look very worried and eventually, Ciel threw up and starting coughing more. He fell to his knees and started wheezing as Sebastian grabbed him to make sure he wouldn't fall. Freckles happened to walk by and saw what was happening. "Hey, what's wrong? Smile!" she yelled as Ciel passed out in Sebastian's arms.
"Quickly, we need to get him to Doc," Lilliana said as the three of them ran to get help. Freckles had a bit of trouble keeping up with them, but neither of them knew what was happening. Sebastian seemed to be the most worried since he was supposed to be able to deal with any situation, but this was far beyond his quick thinking.
Eventually, they reached Doc's tent and Freckles said, "Oi, Doc! Something's wrong with Smile!"
"Oh no! Quickly get him to a bed so I can see what's wrong," he said as he wheeled his way to the closest bed. Sebastian carefully placed the young lord as Doc used a stethoscope on Ciel. "What happened?"
"Well, he was coughing a lot, but soon, he vomited and started wheezing. Next thing we know, he's passed out and we immediately brought him here," Lilliana explained. She was clearly worried for the boy, even though she knew he wasn't going to die. It just scared her that not even Sebastian knew what to do.
"Coughing and wheezing, huh?" Doc said as he listened carefully to Ciel's shallow breathing. "Hmm, I see. It's an asthmatic fit."
"Asthma? Are you certain? We've lived together for three years now and I've never known anything of the sort to afflict him before today," Sebastian inquired. How could he have not known about this?
"If he hasn't had an attack in three years, he may be more or less cured, but sometimes patients relapse if they catch a cold or experience sudden stress."
"He has had colds before, but they were never like this," she explained.
"It seems probable there were multiple triggers this time. And I hear he had a bath outside earlier with the rest of those loons. It's no wonder he took a chill!" Doc said. Freckles looked down as he said that, thinking it was her fault this happened. "Anyway, if he rests for a bit, he should recover and awaken within the hour. For now, all we can do is wait and keep him warm. I hear mint oil can help."
Doc rolled away from the bed to gather some things for a medicine when he did wake up. Despite the attack on their mind, the two servants remembered that a certain woman was romantically involved with this man. Lilliana tried to remain calm as she asked, "So, Doc, I know this is a bit random, but how long have you known Eris?"
"Well, we've known each other for a while, ever since I met our benefactor who was able to fund the prosthesis project. We didn't start being romantic until some days before I created my first limb."
"And has she always looked like Lily?" Sebastian asked.
"She actually looked a lot different than she does now. She actually had gorgeous long locks of purple hair and her body shape seemed bit curvie. Maybe her clothing gave off that look. If I had to be honest, I actually prefer the way she looked before. I hope that doesn't sound shallow of me."
Sebastian and Lilliana looked at each other and they knew exactly what the other was thinking. "I have to say, it's hard to believe that she happened to look exactly like me before I arrived here when you described her so differently."
"That's the strangest thing of all: she only changed her look a couple of days before you arrived!"
"Only a couple of days?"
"Yes. Her powers are quite incredible, aren't they?"
"Quite," Sebastian said. He looked at Lilliana and saw her pondering long and hard about this. She couldn't imagine why Eris took her form to feed herself. If she was after Sebastian, Eris wouldn't have taken that appearance before meeting them. She would have done it after when she knew Lilliana and Sebastian were there. She clearly wasn't after Doc anymore because she wouldn't have changed her appearance to one that he didn't like as much. Plus, it didn't seem like Eris expected her to arrive as much as she tried to pull off that she had psychic powers. She really didn't, but could tell everything about someone just by looking in their eyes. So, why did she take on her form . . .?
She gasped. "William—Er, I mean, Suit! I was supposed to talk to him about something important. I need to get back to him! Black, please take care of Smile while I'm gone. I promise I'll return when I'm done," she said as she left the tent, not waiting for him to reply.
She ran until she reached the residence tent, but despite the initial rush, she decided to take her time to his tent so she could prep herself in case he made her angry. She couldn't believe how easily angered she had been recently. It was pass her control and no matter how much she fought back, it always won over. She was never like this in the past, even at her most feral, and she wondered what was wrong.
However, when she got close to the tent, she could hear male and female moaning and rolled her eyes. "It was about time I heard that," she said, but as she got closer to Will's tent, the moaning seemed to get louder, especially the male. She was suspicious of the source and shook her head. "No, there's no way! He would never do something like . . . ," she said as she reached his tent, but the noise was at its peak. She feared looking in, but hoped it was just two performers fucking in his tent while he was away. She looked through the slit of the tent, but what she saw shocked her to her core. She looked away and shook her head violently. "I must be delusional! There's no way I'm seeing this correctly!"
However, that thought escaped her as he heard a voice say with a breathy moan, "Lilliana." She felt her heart skip a beat and knew she wasn't imagining this. This was real. She looked back inside, but still found it very hard to believe.
After the trio left the tent, William looked through Lilliana's file once more so he could give her the right information. He planned on giving her the file as well, but the notes were basic compared to the speech he had planned. Plus, she doesn't know the exact location of this particular mission yet and had to handle this delicately in case she would react rashly. The last thing he wanted to do was deal with an emotional Lilliana. He wanted to ask about her sudden surge of emotions and see if he can get an explanation, but he didn't know if now was a good time.
After a while, she returned, looking a bit tired from the conversation she had outside. "So, what's this mission you so desperately wanted me to know about?"
"Well, like I said earlier, Grell Sutcliff will be released tomorrow night and assigned this very mission. You're job is to babysit him and make sure he completes this collection without a hitch."
"And they chose me because?"
"You're strong enough to subdue him if he go astray. If he fails this, he will return to rehabilitation and the process will repeat."
"As much as I don't like him, I don't want to keep being the babysitter for every attempt," she said as she sat next to him on the bed. "So, where is this soul collection at?"
"Well, interestingly enough, it is actually at your other place of employment."
"The Phantomhive manor? I'm honestly not surprised, but how many souls are we collecting?"
"A total of five. It shouldn't be too difficult, especially since you reap a lot more than that on a regular basis," he said as he handed her the file. "Just to eliminate bias, do any of these souls belong to the people you work with?"
She looked through the list quickly and said, "No."
"Good, then there should be no problem collecting them."
"Well, even if they were, Grell would be there to reap them for me," she said as she placed the file on the bed next to her. However, she looked a bit embarrassed as she looked at William in the eye, which surprised him. "C-Can I ask you something, Will?"
"Of course," he said, wondering what she could possibly ask with a face like that. What did she have to be embarrassed about?
"Um . . . so . . . earlier today . . . did you spy on me and Sebastian . . . ," she said sheepishly, not wanting to complete her sentence.
William blushed as well, if not more so than her. "What are you—,"
"I swore I saw you watching me and Sebastian . . . fucking . . . in my tent," she finally said. "Am I wrong?"
"W-W-Well, I—," he kept stammering, not wanting to admit the full truth and rightfully so. Who would ever want to admit they watched two people have sex unless they were perverts and he surely wasn't.
"Just tell me the truth, William. Please, I need to hear it from you," she begged.
He was beyond flustered, but finally admitted, "Y-Yes, I did, accidentally. I was meaning to speak with you about the mission, but you were . . . busy."
She looked scared as she said in a panic, "And you're going to report this to the Head Reapers, aren't you? They're going to put me in rehabilitation for sure! I'm so fucked!"
"N-No, I don't plan on reporting this," he said in a fast tone as he tried to calm her down.
She looked up at him and asked, "What?"
"I said I'm not going to report it. They need you and it wouldn't be smart to give them a reason to doubt you this close to the mission date," he explained, but it was clear he was hiding more than that.
"Seriously? Thank you!" she said as she hugged him. He was so shocked by this, but let her hug him. It was clear she needed it. However, he was shocked when she kissed his cheek as well. He blushed more and pulled away. "Too far?"
"Too far for you, I thought," he said.
"I'm sorry. I just haven't been able to control myself lately." As she said this, her stomach began to growl. "Shit, I must be hungry, but the mess tent is closed for the night."
"I still have the chocolates you gave me earlier, if that's enough for you," William said as he grabbed the bag of chocolates that was on his dresser. He grabbed two pieces: one for her and one for him.
"Well, it's better than nothing," she said as he gave her a piece. They both ate their piece, admiring the smooth taste that could put anyone under a spell. "Delicious."
"Indeed," he said as he went to grab another piece, but felt her hand entwined with his free. He looked at her and noticed her blushing cheeks were back.
"Will, I have to confess something to you or else I won't be able to," she said before taking a deep breath. "I'm kind of . . . happy you caught us." William looked at her with shocked eyes as she proceeded, "When Sebastian and I are intimate, I have to imagine that it's someone else touching me and making me beg. That's why I never call him by name, as you noticed. If I did, I wouldn't be saying his name. I would be calling . . . yours."
"Excuse me?!" he practically yelled, nearly choking on his own saliva.
"I have kept my emotions hidden for a long time, but ever since we shared our first kiss, I had some feeling for you. I had to keep them hidden so long since I had to learn the Reaper way of not letting emotions hinder our work, but I can't hold them back anymore. I want to be with you, William T. Spears!"
"I-I don't know what to say," he said, but she kissed him, managing to push him onto the bed so she was on top. She even straddled him so she could feel something grow below her. However, he pushed her back as he said, "Ms. Kiliamo! I don't think you should be—,"
"Please, just let me have this. I know deep down, you haven't eradicated your feelings for me. I bet when you saw us fucking, you wanted to desperately take Sebastian's place. You were jealous how expertly he touched my body and had me wanting more. Admit it, Will!"
"Lilliana . . . ,"
"Admit it!" He was quiet, unable to figure out the right words to say. She sighed and grabbed the lace that held her top together and loosened it. He looked away as he saw the garment slip off of her and she threw it on the floor close by. "William, please look at me."
"I don't think that's appropriate," he said, still looking away, but she took his hand and placed it on her exposed breast. He tried desperately to pull it back, even finally looking at her just to confirm, but she didn't let him go. He could even see the other demonic mark scarred into her chest, but didn't want to mention it, especially now.
"Please, Will. Just for tonight. Let me have this. I've wanted this for so long," she said as she placed his other hand on her other breast. "I always imagined you taking a dominant role and making me call you my master. With the promise of pleasure, I would do anything you asked and more." She grinded her hips against his and sure enough, she got the reaction she wanted. "I can't say you feel the exact same way, but those dirty thoughts toward me were always there."
"Ms. Kiliamo, I-I—," he tried to say, but he felt her hand rub against his bulge just like last time. Luckily, they had privacy so no one would see them.
"This hard cock right here proves you want this. Just the thought of it inside me is making me so wet," she said as she used her free hand to rub herself, making her moan softly. He could feel her nipples getting hard in his hands and kept blushing more.
"Lilliana, you don't know what you're doing—,"
"I know exactly what I'm doing. I want you and you want me. What's wrong with that?"
"A lot of things, actually."
"Don't be like that, Will. I'm allowing you to play with my body like you've always wanted," she said as she guided one of his hands to her lower back, where her mark was. She moaned louder than she did with Sebastian initially, now that she fully gave herself to him. "K-Keep rubbing there. It's a very sensitive spot for me."
William was truly at a loss for words. He never expected in a millennium that he would be doing this with her and she would be so desperate for him. It was actually quite fascinating, to be honest, and something in him was telling him to let go of his doubts and just ravish her. He didn't know what it was, but the urge to fuck her was getting stronger and stronger the more she moaned and begged for him. With her rubbing his cock through his pants and his hand on her tit, he finally gave in to the carnal instincts inside him and enjoyed the opportunity provided for him. He used his thumb to circle around her erect nipple while his other hand put more pressure to the mark. He watched her face distort as she moaned and accepted every ounce of pleasure given to her. He even pinched her nipple lightly, watching her arch her back a bit and throw her head back as she moaned a bit louder, but not as loudly as she did with Sebastian. He was determined to make her moan louder than he did and would do whatever it takes to make her scream his name.
He began suckling the free nipple while continuing to pinch and massage. She seemed to read his mind since he began moaning louder, slowly reaching the point he wanted. He twirled his tongue around her skin and even biting ever so lightly to get that high pitch moan he wanted to hear. Hearing her like this, wanting only him, made him want to do all these naughty things to her, but he knew he had to be patient before getting to the main attraction. "W-Will, please . . . can I taste you?"
"Y-Yes," he said as he sat up on the bed, noticing fully just how hard he was for her. Even her gentlest touch was enough to make him moan, which she took full advantage of. She unzipped his pants and pulled out his cock, which stood up in attention for her. "Wow, I didn't think it was this big."
"I assume that you've dealt with bigger," he said before she wrapped her hand around it and started stroking, making him moan.
"Actually, no. He's very skilled, don't get me wrong, but he isn't . . . gifted. With you, I know we'll have a lot of fun," she said before kissing the tip, making him throw his head back a bit before he could feel her tongue wrap around it. "Enjoying yourself?" she asked before wrapping her lips around him and slowly moving her head up and down, making sure to keep eye contact with him.
In between, he said, "Yes. Keep going." She did as told and bobbed her head back and forth, watching him lose his calm and collected composure. Eventually, she tried to suck more of him so the tip could reach the back of her throat, but she didn't gag. He was impressed she could do this, but figured she had enough practice.
She pulled back and stroked him with her hand as she said, "Don't worry about not having any experience in this. I'll take care of you, but I do want you to learn for next time."
"N-Next time?"
She nodded. "I want you to know that I'm yours for tonight and whenever you see fit in the future. You can claim me whenever and however many times you want." She continued giving him a blowjob and bobbed her head faster than before, desperate to make him cum, which shouldn't be long since this was his first time. He was moaning loudly now, loud enough for anyone outside to hear him, but he didn't care: he was getting exactly what he wanted. He even gripped her head with one hand and the bed sheets with his other, feeling himself about to climax.
"Lilliana, I'm going to—," he said in between moans.
She pulled back quickly as she begged, "Please let me have it, William. I want every drop!"
She returned to sucking him off. Soon, he released his seed inside her mouth as he moaned, "Lilliana." She made sure to keep her lips around him as she swallowed every last drop he released in her. William took a few deep breaths, feeling relieved of the tension building up inside him, but this wasn't the end.
Lilliana grabbed for the bag of chocolates and fed one to him. "Sweets always taste better after cumming hard."
"What the fuck is going on?!" a similar voice said from inside the tent. The two looked toward the source and found the real Lilliana looking at them with red in her eyes.
"Wait, what?!" William asked in utter shock as he got dressed and pushed the topless Lilliana off of him.
"Well, this is awkward," she said with a French accent. "Guess we can't continue our fun."
"Give up the act, Eris! You can't pretend anymore. I know what you truly are." Lilliana said, having a very hard time controlling her rage.
Eris chuckled. "Well, it was about time that Sebastian told you about me," she said as her appearance started to change. Her black hair turned purple and her body shape became curvier. Even her breast size became larger, but they conveniently ignored that. Finally, her left eye turned purple, but the right remained green until she looked at Lilliana, which then turned it red. "Allow me to introduce myself truly. Je m'appelle Eris Melania and I am a succubus."
"A what?!" William yelled, getting up from bed, but his legs felt a bit weak.
"Be careful, dearie. You came pretty hard for me," she teased before looking at Lilliana, who was ready to rip her throat out. "Aw, why such an angry face? You should feel flattered that he only wanted to cum for you. He kept saying your name over and over again—,"
"Espèce de salope," Lilliana said, making sure Eris understood she was serious.
"Huh, I haven't been cussed out in my native tongue in a long time."
"It all makes sense now. Doc said you changed your appearance only recently, probably the same time that William joined the circus. Knowing how hungry succubus can be, you wanted your fill and a Grim Reaper can fill you better than any human could. I'm shocked you managed to keep that right eye color consistent despite constantly interacting with people."
"Oui, it was hard. With just a quick look into someone's eyes, I can see that person's deepest and darkest desires along with their memories and feelings. I used that to my advantage and became the circus fortune teller. It was so easy for me to convince people of my 'ability'."
"But you've been part of the troupe for a while, not just when William and we joined. Why?"
"Would you believe me if I said it was out of love for that human?" Eris said with a smirk before grabbing her top from the floor. "I'm sad to say that I can't reveal my reasoning to you or else that would be in violation of my contract. Besides, I've had my fill for the night."
However, Lilliana wasn't ready to let her go and asked, "You better tell me something or else I'm going to rip you to pieces!"
Eris giggled. "Sounding like a true female demon. I told you, I can't say much else, but I'll tell you this," she said as she placed her finger on Lilliana's chest, or really, the middle of the pentagram on it. "Sometimes it's the people we least suspect that are behind the most heinous deeds." She then walked passed Lilliana, barely putting her top on, but Lilliana rushed after her. Her rage was set to murder this whore who dared to make a joke out of her and William. However, when she looked outside the tent, Eris seemed to have disappeared. She looked everywhere for her, but couldn't find her anywhere. William followed behind her with the file in hand, trying to catch her attention, but she was so blinded by her rage to notice him. Eventually, he had to use his Death Scythe to strike her, hoping she would block and she did.
"Ms. Kiliamo, stop this foolishness! You're not going to find her," he said before retracting his Death Scythe.
"She better hope I don't find her! She's a dead woman!" she yelled, not paying any attention to the volume of her voice and who could hear.
"Still, there is something else you need to attend to," he said as he handed her the file for her to look over. She took it forcefully, but not looking inside. "Tomorrow night. Don't forget."
She looked at him with those red eyes that frightened him, now more than ever and he wasn't afraid to show it. After what just happened, how could he explain? He didn't know how to explain it to himself. "She said she was contracted to someone, meaning if I kill her, the soul would be free for collection. Your little mistake is going to cost us a soul."
"Now that we know who she is, she isn't going to keep her same appearance. As far as we know, she will disguise herself as a performer and we are not going to go on a witch hunt to figure out which one she is."
She let out a yell before hitting a wooden crate, shattering it to pieces and splinters flying everywhere. William made sure to stay back before he got hit with anything, but she wasn't so lucky. Her hand was covered in them as blood dripped down lightly and her arm, legs, and torso got hit as well. However, despite being painful for humans, she didn't express any pain. "I need to get away from this place before I kill someone. If Sebastian is looking for me, tell him you sent me somewhere to collect souls," she said before leaving his side. "Oh, and please don't mention what happened to anyone. I promise to do the same."
Sebastian walked out of the infirmary tent on a mission to find the insignia from the signet ring. Now that they had enough criteria and since his memory of the seal was vivid, all he had to do was find it in the register and arrive back in the morning to retrieve his young master. Shouldn't be too much of a problem. However, since William wouldn't allow him to wander around or even leave the area without his master at his side, he had to rely on Lilliana to do the work. Luckily, she saw the ring in the photo, but he needed to tell her where to go. He set out to find her, thinking she was still talking about the mission he still didn't know anything about. She always told him about her missions since she found no harm in it, but even she was left in the dark about this. He wondered what it could be.
However, in the corner of his eye, he saw a Death Scythe aimed right for him, ready for the kill. He moved out of the way in time, but it kept trying to strike him and he continuously dodged the attack. "You're interfering again? Well, this won't do at all," Sebastian said, now his own anger boiling. He had to keep a calm composure in front of Lilliana, but he had to admit that dealing with William on a regular basis was far pass annoying.
"And where do you think you're going? You aren't to be wandering about without your master or even Lilliana," William said, pushing back his glasses. It was clear he was upset, but for more reasons than Sebastian could ever realize.
"I'm afraid my master is confined to his bed, so it falls to me to run his errand. I would happily have Ms. Kiliamo go out for me to avoid troubling you-,"
"I'm afraid that won't possible. I had to send her on a collection mission. I received word from Upper Management that we are falling behind and her duties as a Reapers come before anything else," William lied. Sebastian looked disappointed to hear that. He heavily relied on her to venture outside the circus due to this restriction, but with her gone, it would be very difficult to gather the information he needed in time. "You must return to the tent immediately. I cannot allow you to move independent of your master." He tried to strike Sebastian again, more determined than ever to land a hit on him, but he avoided each attack effortlessly. However, Sebastian decided to do a risky move and catch the Death Scythe with his hand, blade in his bloody hand.
"I am sorry for the inconvenience, but I do have my duties as a butler to consider. I would assume that you would much prefer to not make a scene, so I propose that we make another deal. You allow me one hour free from your interference and in return, I shall never eat a soul in your district ever again. You can have Lilliana track me, even after my contract is fulfilled, and even task her with disposing of me if I ever foolishly break the deal. One hour is all I ask."
"No, that won't do. Demons seduce their prey into darkness with their sweet words and deceitful actions. Your kind is so good at it that it's become a cliché," William said as he swung his Death Scythe to remove any blood on it. There was certain bitterness to his words that Sebastian did catch, but couldn't pinpoint his reasoning.
"I was afraid that would be your decision. Oh well, it is no matter. I shall simply explore other means of getting what I need," Sebastian said as he removed his bloody glove.
William sighed. "Like a true demon, finding loopholes in your favor at the cost of others. How cruel." He turned around and started walking back to the tent, wanting to end this conversation. He was confident that Sebastian would keep his word, but still had his doubts. Besides, he didn't have the energy to deal with another demon. He had to clear his head of tonight's events.
Sebastian was at a bind; if he can't leave the grounds, how was he supposed to figure out the name connected to the seal? Also, why didn't Lilliana tell him about her mission before leaving? She promised to return and she would do anything to delay her work. He assumed that it was a very last-minute decision that could not be delayed. He hoped she would return soon, but knew he had to do this task alone in case it took all night. Luckily for him, he heard Joker and Beast conversing somewhere nearby and decided it would be best to listen. After some time, she was left in tears and vulnerable, an opportunity he knew to take advantage of.
Who is contracted with Eris? Where did Lilliana go to clear her head? Will Sebastian be able to get the information he needs? Reviews are appreciated!