Stubbornness

Prologue

Mother has always been the contempt one. She has always tried her best to be there for me in every way, but she never really got through.

Since fathers passing, she's been as distant as ever. I don't see her as much as I'd like to anymore and yet I don't blame her. For being distant, for wanting to be alone, for not parenting me as one should there child, I do not blame her nor do I loath her.

Before I was born, my father snuck off to England and that's when he met my mother. Since father needed an heir, and my mum was already pregnant with me it was told that I would be born in London—my mother's home city—and whisked off to Scotland to train so when it's time, I'd be ready to become head of the Emberly house and family line.

Until then, I'll be more than happy to be condensed with training, with anything that should help me in the future. Anything at all.

"You are to marry and have children with the Earl Ciel Phantomhive."

That's when my entire world flipped. I was to not only marry, but bear the children of some man I know absolutely nothing of?

"This of course is an arranged engagement. I'm sure your mother has told you we would be wedding you off to an Earl soon after your 13th birthday. It has just so happens that the Earl Phantomhive is looking for someone now, it's a year earlier than we expected, but nonetheless an engagement that we approve of."

Excuse me? So I'm just supposed to accept this.  "I'm sorry, but no one told me-

It's settled then." Don't interrupt me, who do you think you are? I am the heir soon to be head of the house. No one talks over me...

and yet, that is just what they did.

"Please prepare the luggage for her mistress."

Around me bustling servants, carriage drivers, and Emberly members I'd never met before dusted me off over a thousand times, while telling me how important it was for me to be on my best behavior, I mean what did they think of me? Some kind of monster child? I am well behaved and have excellent manners.

I might not have much experience, but that certainly does not differ from anyone else. I am just as capable on my own as a captain of a pirate ship would be and I will stand by that claim until my last breath.

"It's time." Mother says from behind.

My things were all packed up and ready to go when we stepped outside. The beautiful lanterns on the property excelled at making me drop everything just to stare at them. They illuminated the carriages bright colors and it was then when I felt the actual dread of actually leaving my home. I don't want to leave, I never did and I don't want to be married or engaged or whatever.

I don't even know this boy, oh no! WHAT IF HES A GROWN MAN? I don't want to be selled off, but that's exactly what is happening! I need to find an escape route, maybe change my name and get plastic surgery or wear a mask while in public.

Oh how barbaric! I hate this.

"Y/n are you listening?"

What if he tries to make a move on me during the month I'm living there? Oh I'd just like to see him try! I'll sucker punch him right in the jaw. That'll surely teach him.

"Y/n!"

"Hmm?" I look up, my mother adorning an irk mark ever so beautiful.

"Yes?" I smile as innocently possible.

"The Phantomhive boy is extremely handsome as I've heard. You will do everything in you power to make sure this arrangement goes splendid, is that clear?" She sounded like she was biting down ice.

"Of course mother." I nod in agreement with myself.

"I wouldn't have it any other way."