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· · ─────── ·𖥸· ─────── · · ❝Tell him he could shove his dinner invitation up his ass!❞ · · ─────── ·𖥸· ─────── · ·
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‧₊˚* ੈ✩‧₊˚❝...Young lord requested for you to join us for dinner, Princess (Y/n).❞
Sebastian stood outside of your bedroom, you sat in the chair in front of the vanity within the bedroom.
You weren't sure if the placement was a pure mockery to you, you knew the way you were being guided would be next to his old bedroom.
Seemingly seeing the manor was duplicated to be just like the old manor, you could only assume everything was the same down to the bedrooms.
So once Sebastian showed you the room, Ciel had prepared for you to stay in...you felt your blood fire with fury.
It was Sirius' old bedroom.
Perhaps it was because you had slapped him and he wanted you to suffer secretly.
I should have broken his nose...
"Tell him I'm not going."
Was the only response given, Celine merely exhaled ever so slightly the maid knowing she was unable to talk you into changing your mind seeing how emotional you currently were.
Sebastian fell silent for a moment perhaps the butler wasn't surprised by your response yet he had an order given to him by his master and he couldn't oppose.
"Princess (Y/n), It's advised you accompanied my lord and Lady Elizabeth for dinner..."
Averting your eyes to the mirror in front of you, you gazed at your reflection. A light smile inched across your lips, a mischievous thought brewing up within your brain.
