🕯️♟️ 📰 - BLACK BUTLER | (CIEL PHANTOMHIVE)
## • " NOBLEWOMAN "
a BLACK BUTLER MANGA fanfiction
IN WHICH - the betrothed of a certain young earl makes it her mission to protect and bond with him, inserting herself into the dangerous work conditions...
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( chapter twenty !)
"You are awfully quiet this morning."
Rain pours down on a cloudy morning once again, forming droplets on the window and casting a gloomy feeling over Phantomhive Manor. The death of Georg Von Siemens still hangs heavy on everyone's shoulders. But for Leah, she hardly feels affected and remains firm with her idea of his death. 'Perverts deserve what's coming to them.'
She sits before a intricately carved vanity, littered with different items for her essential morning routine. Behind her, Anna delicately runs a brush through Leah's hair as she forms a waterfall braid. The brown locks try to sit in their natural subtle waves, but the lady's maid seems steadfast in straightening the hair.
Leah shakes her head with a small frown on her lips. "There is nothing to say."
The brush gently snags on small knots in Leah's hair, pulling her head closer to Anna with every run-through. What is typically comfortable silence feels strained. Neither are sure what they are meant to say.
"I thought you would want to speak about last night," Anna's voice is low when she notices the frown. Upsetting her master before noon is always a terrible idea.
Leah's face hardens. "I am choosing to believe that was all a dream," her voice is laced with denial.
Hand movements stuttering, Anna tightens her grip on the brush. "You can't just ignore all of the problems in your life, Mistress. That is how you cause—"
"Enough!" Leah's voice rings out through their ears, threatening to spill into the halls.
Anna's eyes can't help but soften, despite her urge to be quiet. "Mistress—"
"Anna, I said enough!" yells Leah, her chest heaving under the corset she wears.
Both women are overcome by a stunned silence. Leah appears agitated while Anna is frozen in place, neither bold enough to make the next move. The sound of the teenager's voice rings throughout their ears. It was loud, coming from her chest to get her point across.
Just before Leah can part her lips to begin scolding the maid, a sharp scream sounds through the manor. Unlike most who would be startled or frightened by the sudden sound, the Barrett groans and kicks her feet in the manner of a child. 'Not again..'
Forcefully rising from her seat, Leah stomps away from the vanity and towards the door, the wind of her movements blowing the sheer curtains covering the windows. Her huffs echo in her head the closer she gets to the room, hearing the faint noises of sniffling and crying.
