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· · ─────── ·𖥸· ─────── · · ❝Why do I feel like I am having a Deja vu moment?❞ · · ─────── ·𖥸· ─────── · ·
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‧₊˚* ੈ✩‧₊˚❝I want my brother on the phone! I'm going to kill that Phamtomhive!❞
Hearing your raging vocals across the hallways, the three servants didn't dare go near you as they were afraid they would fall to your hands all because their master decided to do something that would piss you off.
Celine was preparing the bedroom for your monthly stay, all as you paced back and forth across the bedroom. "I want to go confront my brother for agreeing with this stupid idea! How dare he?...trap me here without my permission?"
Not taking the news very lightly of course, not to mention it will be three months until your brother's coronation.
"My lady, I'm sure even if we were to travel back to your brother no doubt he wouldn't change his mind...he is a man of his word."
"And what about me? Am I not worthy enough of a say in a decision that has to do with me?! This manor is hell! I wouldn't be surprised if the devil himself lived here!"
"Princess (Y/n), Young master have returned from our errand." Sebastian's husk vocals erupt your tantrum, Celine held a small smile merely forced to as she was ordered to do so. "Speak of the devil he scurried himself in."
Sebastian's eyebrow twitched at the insult, you turned to face Sebastian your facial still twisted with annoyance. "Why are you telling me? I don't want to see him."
"Young master is aware you skipped dinner, because of this he had prepared brunch and requested for you to join him."
Lips agape slightly at Sebastian's statement, you were so caught up in leaving and were angry about your stay you had completely forgotten that you hadn't eaten since your arrival at the manor.
Just the thought of food resulted in your stomach crying in aid, curling your fingers against your stomach with a hint of fever bursting across your cheeks in embarrassment.
"I'm not hungry."
"Princess, I was ordered to carry you if you do not comply and I have to fulfill master's orders."
Hearing this, Celine's smile nearly faded with irritation she halted her folding of your clothing to gaze at Sebastian. "Is your master senseless? The disrespect of the Princess will not be allowed. She will not be carried by no men she is not promised to, definitely a butler."
"Then I'll carry her if it's that much of a problem."
Ciel stepped into the bedroom, the growing man averting his eyes to meet your hardening gaze. "Why must you be stubborn?" exhaling becoming tired of your stubbornness.
At first, it was amusing but now he was feeling himself on his last nerve.
"You? I'm not promised in hand to you either. If any men who dare try to touch me they will be killed!-.."
Ciel simply ignoring walks towards you, scooping your smaller figure into his arms with ease taking off guard both Celine and Sebastian. "Master!"
"Sebastian, I could carry her no problem. Since she dares anyone, the irony in her words."
"Y-You bastard! Put me down!"
Carrying you out of your bedroom not fazed by your struggling, Ciel continued out of the bedroom with Sebastian and Celine rushing after the Earl.
Your shouting could be heard across the manor as the Earl carried you towards the dining room, finally having enough of your tantrum you felt your body being roughly placed on a chair at the end of the table.
Before you could open your lips to speak Ciel roughly grabbed your chin with one hand while firmly digging his nails into the chair beside your head.
"Enough! Stop being a bratty princess and be a decent woman! I promised your brother I would be at aid to you as you stayed in this manor but I refuse to babysit a bratty stubborn woman!"
Eyes widening slightly at his unexpected shouting, you could only glare silently at Ciel whose face was inches from yours.
Moving away from you, the Earl adjusted his sleeves as he walked across the other end of the table where Sebastian stood.
The butler held his chair for the young master to sit which he did, Ciel released a sharp exhale his eyes closed as he fanned towards the table filled with brunch.
"Mey-Rin. Please pour the princess some tea."
Celine gazed down at you, you felt your maid's eyes on you as you kept your eyes fixated on Ciel. "I'll eat...not because he wants me to." muttering underneath your breath only enough for her to hear, Celine couldn't help but release a light laugh a hint of amusement at your sudden change.
"Tea, Princess?" Mey-Rin smiled nervously approaching you with the tea kennel, nodding at her allowing her to pour your tea the maid thought to herself as she eyed you.
This is the Princess? She's so pretty close up!
"My cup is filled."
Your voice cut Mey-rin from her state of admiration of you, cheeks burning with fever in embarrassment as she quickly seized her pouring. "M...My apologies, Princess! I'll make another one!-..."
"No need." Flashing her a gentle smile, you carefully raised the cup to your lips taking a careful sip of the warmth familiar flavor coating your tastebuds.
Eyes widening slightly as you haven't tasted such flavor in years, moving the cup from your lips you gazed down at the cup in silence.
"Princess is it not to your liking?"
Mey-rin questioned concerned upon seeing your reaction, your shallow gaze snapped from your cup to Ciel who stared at you with a stoic expression. "Is something the matter?"
"When have you ever had this tea?"
"I always do-.."
"No you don't." abruptly cutting Ciel off, the young earl confused with his small slip up until you spoke.
"Vanilla Earl Gray, only one person ever served me this during our time spent together...this tea is Sirius' favorite."
