𝐓𝐖𝐓𝐏𝐓𝐅𝐋𝐎𝐁: 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 [Dionxoc]

INTO THE PHANTOMHIVES |4|

THERE'S ONLY ONE BED
third party

——— • How did it get to this? Chained together in one bed on the same room. They came up with the conclusion to chain the siblings together. Where dod they get tha chains? Charles Grey brought them...

"Again...on the same bed....again?", Vermiel grumbled under her breaght as Tanaka chains her left hand, Dion shifts on her side, "You don't look quite happy..."

Right, they debated on who will guard her, Lant then gave the idea that Dion is a light sleeper and will definitely stop her if she tries something suspicious.

Dion agreed so fast!

So here they are. Ciel was in another room, with Arthur.

"I am sorry for doing this," the old butler said. Vermiel shool her head slowly, "No, I'm fine. Thank you, Tanaka."

"Ho Ho Ho! Well then, I'll leave the master to you, Sir Dion," Dion nodded his head, and so Tanaka left.

The two immediately layed down on their spot, the thunder's roar reached pass the windows, flashing.

"Was it planned?", Vermiel hear him ask fr behind her. She nodded, "Yes, so don't be surprised on what's going to happen next," she reminded him.

She didn't hear an answer so she assumed that he was already asleep, good, now he'll just have to wait for Sebastian to—

"The playroom when we were younger, can we go there after this is over?" He asked.

..."Sure, I'll ask Sebastian to clean it up," is her answer.

She then felt shifting, Dion turned around to face her. "You don't to wear that colar with me, Ver..."

He called her by her nickname, she lifted a hand to touch the colar that hid her mark woth Sebastian. Sitting up, she tugged on the ribbon and laid it on the nightstand.

Dion stared at the visible purple mark, shaped as a star with a circle outside.

He blinked, wait, there's no circle anymore.

Vermiel touched it with her fingers, "The mark was slowly loosing some of its  details, are you responsible for this?" She turned her head to look at him.

Dion sat up as well, "Well, you could say that."

"Remind me why you're doing this?"

He leaned closer, "I want you to get rid of that Demon and use me instead," he whispered. Vermiel's ear reddened as it felt his hot breaght.

The Countess stared at the man besides her, that confession was not what she expected. She thought that he was just joking when they were children.

"A contract with a Demon requires the host to give up their soul after the demon has finished their duty." Dion raised a hand and used it to cares her cheek, "Don't tell me you're planning to give yourself up right after you're crowned," he said.

Vermiel averted her eyes somewhere else, but she rested her cheek on his hand, absorbing the heat. She closed her eyes after a thought, "I can't stop him..."