°Porcelain Pie°~Alois x Reader x Ciel~ Black Butler°

Chpt. 6: A Porcelian sky

Readers P.O.V.
My cousin. Of course. Poor Miss Angelina...

I still call her "Miss". She had become my "mother" when mine put me in her care. Sadly, since the fire I've had no contact with her.

"Ah here we are my Marigold. Cath! Get the door!" Drocell shouted.
Marigold? What must that mean?
A tall, frail blonde guided me out of the carriage. He hung his head low and took my hand as we walked to the door. When we got to the door he gracefully bowed to me and kissed my hand, but I still couldn't see his face. I curtsied to him and whispered, " Please show your face. I am a servant to Keinz here, there is no need for such modest displays."

"Of course, but I'm sure, once you see my eyes you may never look away." He claimed and then looked into my eyes. I stopped. What...
His eyes were a mesmerizing brown, and fit like glossy marbles in water.

"See?" He replied. All I could do at the time was giggle, but was interrupted by Drocell's harsh voice.

"Dont try and entice her. I could tear your eyes out at any second" he declared.

"Sorry sir, I thought I might be able to make her days here more enjoyable" he snickered back to Drocell.
He seems nice... but somethings off.
I had a tight feeling in my stomach, almost an ache.

"Can you take her to her room? I would like a word with Mr. Keinz" came from a small doll-like girl.

"You truly are a null." Cath said.

"Shut it you runts." Drocell reeled at the sound of them.

"Hmph!" The small girl said.

"Go rot in hell." Cath shot back.

"Already did!" She said, her voice sounding almost Irish.

And with that we went into the manor.

"So, shall we set visiting hours?" Cath asked, grabbing a lock of my hair.

"May I ask why?" I inquired.

"You seem to be a nice maid. Im sure you would be perfect for Keinz..." He said with a certain kind of doubt in his voice.

"I could only hope not dear" I said.
.................................................................................................................. It was early morning, but if I wanted to see the one I loved more than life itself, I'd have to leave soon. I walked down a dark hallway, straight to Drocell's chambers. I knocked twice, and there he stood, shaky voice, dull eyes, and subtle presence. I informed him that I had to attend the Phantomhive manor. He allowed it and sent me in the carriage with an absent minded doll-like girl, who seemed to just smile and softly sing the entire time: London Bridge is falling down, falling down, falling down.
Eerily, we arrived. I thanked them and knocked on the manor door.

"Ah well, good morning miss. We have been anticipating your arrival." A man in butlers attire opened the doors of the manor to me.

It was polished and beautiful. He took my hand and led me through a hall, many rooms seen. A strange man layed on the floor in front of the door we stopped at. He had a dogs ears.
What in the bloody war is this?
He had white hair and dark eyes. But he had no clothing other than a red blanket. He sat up and just stared at me, his tongue hanging out of his mouth. He then latched onto my left leg, examining my dress. It was plain black with red accents. I had white stockings and black boots, with a white jacket, short sleeved. He sunk his teeth into my dress. I fixed my white hat while the dog proceeded. My hair was pulled up with (h/c) strands falling in numerous places, framing my face. A hound man. How adorable.

"Oh, Im terribly sorry about Pluto, but he seems to be fond of you. Strange almost." The butler said, "Terribly sorry, but we have yet to exchange titles my dear. Im Sebastian, butler here at the Phantomhive estate. Your name, miss?"

"Rose Denise Catherine Madeline Wellington" I said.

He opened the door to me, and I stepped in. A large desk infront of a curtained window. And he sat at it. A little tear rolled down my cheek.

"Please, sit down." He said. His voice changed from the last time I had seen him. I had sat in a comfy chair, and was handed a tissue by his butler.

"Alright. What name are you comfortable with?" Ciel asked.

"Rose Denise Catherine Maddeline." I replied.

"I see you've dropped your blood stained name." He said. When I was 7, my parents issued many murders over a period of five months. I never knew why. During that time Angelina welcomed her family to me and treated me as her own, considering she hadn't had children herself. Thus, the name Wellington was stained, and so was my family.

"Angelina decided she would like to adopt you. You will need to stay here. I will have Sebastian inform Mr. Keinz. Besides, Im sure our aunt wouldnt approve of you being soiled by that madman" he said. Me, Elizabeth, and Ciel were cousins, though her and him shared an aunt by blood relation..

"Alright thank you Earl Phantomhive." I replied, silently cursing my self for being born in the first place.

"No need to be so formal. After all, I know you well." He explained.
He did know me well. Even as a fairly happy child, he made things better.

"Sebastian, take her to her chambers here." He said. Sebastian replied with a "Yes my lord" and led me to a room five doors down from Ciel's. The walls were dark blue, and the bed was an ivory white. There was a light brown wood vanity, with jewels set across it.

"Would you like tea miss Rose?" Sebastian asked attentively.

"Yes please. Apple tea if you may" I replied.

"Certainly." He said, and went to get my tea.
I found a note book on my bed. It was a light green, with an envelope sticking out of the side. It was addressed to me, from Angelina.

Dear Rose Dalles,
Im overjoyed to know the you are alive and well! We can be a family again; happily I might say. I will see to it that you are presented with only the finest of things at the Phantomhive estate. Also, Im sure you will be happy to hear that Im preparing you for a wonderful world, and I would be happy if you joined me tommorow in meeting Alois of the Trancy estate. I will be at the manor around noon. Pardon me, but I must attend to business.
-Angelina Dalles