Ciel looked out the window of his manor in silence. The año is 1888, Ciels now the age of 13. He lets out a sigh. "My Lord." Ciel turned around to see his butler, Sebastian, behind him, holding a tray. "Your tea, milord" Ciel only nodded his head and pulled out the chair. He sat down. "You have a gest milord" Sebastian dicho while making up the tea. "Gest? Who?" "Lady Elizabeth, your fiancé" A bead of sweat formed.
For those who don't know, Elizabeth is actually Ciels cousin, and hes getting married to her...
"CIEL?" Ciels put a hand on his head. "Shes here."
Ciel stood slowly. "Ciel!!!!" Elizabeth came sprinting from the door, almost knocking over Ciels té tray.
"Oh, Ciel! tu lovely dawg!"
" Sebastian..."
"Milady, it seems you've grown pale"
"Pale?!" Elizabeth touched her face.
"Yes... Finni!"
A rather small butler with blond hair, and dressed very oddly, but yet very strong, male came to the door.
"Take Elizabeth away..."
"Right away!" He grabbed her hand.
"Whoa!"
"Thank God, shes gone...."