He is the reaper of souls...
He is my moving shadow.
He is the darkness swelling inside me.
He is my black soul.
But he will save me.
*****
Sebastian Michaelis was known for his schemes-he was known as the devil hidden in the night-but he will not s...
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Episode 29 - The White Rabbit
Sebastian," I warned, "no."
He just smiled, shoving me back down onto my vanity chair. "You must if you want to enjoy the party, master."
I glared forward when he adjusted the collar of my shirt more over my neck.
"Is all this necessary?" I questioned as he tied the bow just under the front of my collar.
"It is a very small ball, my lord, yes, but you need social interaction."
"No, that's not what I'm saying." I glared up at him. "I'm asking why you're dressing me up like fucking Alice in Wonderland."
He just gazed down, adjusting my head band. "You don't like the rabbit ears, master?"
"Why would I like wearing a headband with obnoxious, large, animal-like ears?" I snapped.
"They're not obnoxious," he said, chuckling. "You look absolutely adorable in them, honestly. You're already look so young despite your age..." he said in a dreamy voice, "you look so innocent in these."
"I hate you," I muttered in annoyance.
He just smiled. "Master, I am being kind. I allowed you to say no to the make-up."
"I'm NOT having you put whiskers on me, and paint my nose pink," I retorted. "But I'm not fond of the ears, either, and... can't you make this dress more comfortable?"
"The ball is only for an hour," he said, eyes softening with his smile. "You can manage, I'm sure."
I grumbled in annoyance.
He stepped around me to catch some other stuff, and I fiddled with my thumbs before looking fully at him.
"Sebastian."
He stuffed some of my belongings into a bag. "Yes, master?"
"I had a query about you and Ciel," I said then.
A small smile peeked on his lips, and he zipped up the bag. "Whatever's on your mind, my lord?"
I gazed over at the mirror then, staring at myself. "Did you two ever...? You know."
