She sat alone, in her cold dark room. Her curtains were drawn shut, and she had wrapped herself up inside her soft duvet. Her green eyes were shut tight, and her blonde hair hung loosely around her face. Her clothes were back as night, a stark contrast to the bright colours. Her name?
Elizabeth Ethel Cordila Midford. The would-have-been wife of the queens watchdog.
Why would have been? Ciel Phantomhive was dead. He took off with his butler, way back in October. A week after they had disapeared, it was anounced that they had died in a train crash. They couldnt identify the bodies.
So there she sat, on her own.
A discarded calender lay on the floor, open at one month. One certain month.
February fourteenth, 1900.
She should be with Ciel, her hair up in her trademark drills, her dress as red as roses, him, clad in the royalest blue, his visable eye looking at her, her smiling brightly, him doing that smallish almost-smile of his.
But that would never be.
The Lady sighed and lay on her back, trying to make out the patterns on her white ceiling.
"Snake.. bird... face.. girl..bow.." She mumbled, her hand in the hair, tracing the pattern with her finger as if she could touch them. "..Ring.." Elizabeth sighed and turned to her side, tears welling her in her usually life-filled eyes, now clouded and sad. "I miss Ciel..." Whimpering, she pulled the duvet tighter around her and blinked the salty water away. "He cant be dead.. He cant be.."
Tears fell down her cheeks as her face scrunched up in pain. "Ciel cant be dead. I can feel it. Then why hasnt he come back?.."
The blonde's eye's shut, Elizabeth falling into a dreamless sleep.
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"Elizabeth.."
The Lady groaned and turned away from the voice.
"Elizabeth.. wake up.."
It sounded too much like Ciel.
"Lizzie, I know you're awake"
Her mind was playing tricks on her.
"Elizabeth, wake up now"
The lady groaned louder, turning to the voice to tell it to leave, but froze at the sight.
Ciel was there, sitting on the edge of her bed, his legs crossed and a slight smirk on his face. He was exactly as he was before, apart from his visable eye. The once royal-blue eye, was now blood red.
She widened her eyes and looked him up and down. Ciel was back?
"H-How-?" A single finger pressed against her lips, a dark blush blossoming on her cheeks. She blinked and suddenly he was infront of her, on his hands and knees on the bed.
"Does it matter?" His smirk grew when he saw her slight shake of her head. "Good.. Now.. why are you like this? Hmm? Hiding in this flimsy cover?" The bluenette raised a brow and pulled it off of her, Elizabeth shrinking away with embarassment. Ciel smiled at her, before moving closer. "I can see you now"
"I-I.." Green eyes averted red one(s), goosebumps appearing on the blonde's skin. "I was sad.." She paused when the Phantomhive's brows furrowed, before continuing. "You just disapeared.. Without a warning or anything.."
Ciel sighed and sat down next to her, wrapping his arms around her cold body. She was to distracted by Ciel's sudden affection towards her to notice the small click of a door lock.
