She had lost all of her family at the hands of Death at just ten years of age. Her father and mother. Her brother. They were all gone now.
The silence haunted her like ghosts.
12 years later, now officially head of her house, she is pulled into ad...
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𝓒𝓱𝓪𝓹𝓽𝓮𝓻 𝓯𝓸𝓾𝓻
"Here lays Earl Ciel Phantomhive"
Those were the words
Those were the words engraved in the tall headstone.
Estelle stood in front of her brothers grave that stood a few heads taller then her. It stood next to another stone inside a enclosed area surrounded my small fences and a matching gate. But a empty space was left next to her brothers stone.
One day another stone would stand there and have "Estelle Phantomhive" written across it. It was a family grave after all.
The wind brushed against her neck and together with it came a voice behind her. "Well well, if it isn't Miss Phantomhive herself. It been too long."
She recognised and turned around gracefully. "It's Lady Phantomhive, to you." The man stood behind the fence leaning on a shovel and a smirk on his face. His long gray bangs covers his eyes. "Undertaker."
He chuckled. He held his hand out, over the fence, and she placed her own in top of it, his long nails grazing her skin. He held it to his lips and kissed it lightly. "You've grown into quite the woman, Milady."
"I'm assuming you're here on work?" Estelle stated.
"And you are here for pleasure."
"Ah, yes. Very pleasuring to remind myself how alone I am." Estelle said, sarcasm glazing her words. "Who are you here for? This is quite a nice area of the graveyard. Is it anyone I might know of?"
"Earl of Argleton." He said looking behind him. There stood a headstone with a pile of soil in from of it. "He was a friend of that old man of yours."
"I see." A funny feeling erupted in her chest at the thought of there being people who had known her father. The father that memories of was fading in her mind. "Did he get a peaceful passing?"
Undertaker chuckled. "Quite the opposite actually. He was found completely massacred inside an old grave on this very graveyard."
"Oh, my." Estelle said, but didn't sound close to as shocked as she could have been.
"No one had been charged for it yet, either." He added. "You never thought of taking up the title as "the queens guard dog" like you father and brother?
She shook her head. "No, people would start calling me "the queens bitch," I can do without that humiliation."
He laughed, louder this time. "You are quite the jester, Milady." He said.
She smiled. "Well, I should get going now. It was good to meet you again, Undertaker." She said as she stepped out through the gate.
"The pleasure is all mine, Milady." He said with a smirk. "Take care! I don't wish to see you in my shop too soon."
"I'll try!" She said and waved at him as she walked back to the road.
The meeting with the strange man hand brought back memories of the times with just her, her brother and their dark haired Butler.
She had usually been left at home when her brother went away on trips. Always locked away in her room. She had usually spent her time with the gardener since he was only a few years older than her brother.
When her brother was at home, he never played with her like he used to when they're were younger. He was always in his study, working.
Sebastian, the Butler, was probably not too found of her. He did not seem like the type who likes children. But he had his moment were he could be quite kind.
Once, when her brother had made her upset and demanded that no one was to disturb him, Sebastian had taken her to his room in the staff quarters. There he had shown her all a the cats he was hiding from his young master.
You see, Ciel was very allergic to cats while Sebastian and Estelle loved them so.
The two bonded over that and she could sneak into his room and sit and pet them for hours. It was a good way to keep her busy, she realised in later years. Sebastian must have realised that as well, since he stopped locking the door.
She thought back at how jealous she could be of the bond Ciel and Sebastian had. They would be together at all times, and she felt quite left out many times.
She reached the carriage that had been waiting for her. Lucy sat inside. The driver stepped down from his seat and opened the door for the countess.
"We can go home now." She stated.
"Yes, My Lady."
She sat down opposite of Lucy and sighed as the nature outside started moving. "I would like a cat."
