She's Special

His Butler, In An Isolated Castle

(Y/n) And Sebastian was in the bathroom, cleaning their young master as they had finally returned from the task of the massacre and the witch's injuries had finally healed and gone which is a relief that she didn't need to tend to it anymore.

The young woman was holding a tray that had towels on it with the butler beside her who had Ciel's button-up shirt over his arm as they walked over to their lord that is sitting in the bathtub "Ludlow Castle?" He questioned, glancing at his maid and butler with his mismatched eyes as he had removed his eyepatch on his contracted eye.

"As I recall, we're remodeling that building into a hotel." The young phantomhive boy added as the maid lowered herself down a bit to have her master grab the envelope that's on top of the towels on the tray.

"A petition from the builders. They want to halt construction and dissolve the contract." (Y/n) explained to the boy who doesn't seem pleased of this information as he stood up from the bathtub, water dripping down and sebastian place over his unbutton top as the earl place his hand on his hip, reading over at the letter.

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Ciel and the two demons were riding in the carriage, heading over to Ludlow Castle to see why the workers had stopped remodeling the building into a hotel.

"Pathetic. Are these contractors' children? Canceling construction because of ghosts?" The earl scoffed with an expression of annoyance as they had arrived at the castle, Sebastian getting out first and helping (Y/n) out of the carriage which she thanked him for, and helping the earl out of his carriage which he had also thanked her for.

They walked through the stone bridge to the entrance that leads them to the castle Bailey, heading to the door that will lead them inside the building.

"There's no such thing. There can't-" ciel cut himself off when he realized and glanced over at his maid and butler who gave a teasing smirk at him realizing that there are demons and witches and reapers that exist so he was beginning to become unsure of himself thinking there wasn't any ghost.

"You seem a little unsure of that." The butler teased him which had the earl glare at him "Oh, be quiet. Let's wrap this up and go home."

(Y/n) chuckled lowly and nodded "Of course." She opened the door and they all entered inside, walking through the hallway until they halted and glanced over at a large portrait of two blonde boys with long hair to their shoulders and wearing all black.

"I've seen this painting before. Is it s replica?" The doors behind them were abruptly shut having the trio to glance over at it then a light was seen in another room having them to go over to it to see a few candelabra lits up.

"Who gave you three vagrants permission to enter this castle?" A male's voice is heard echoing through the room as the trio doesn't seem fazed by the sudden unfamiliar voice "So that's it. A traveling minstrel is squatting here." The young boy said, insulting the ghost that lives here.

"You dare insult me?" The candelabra lights begin to brightened up having the room to be revealed as there was a long table with two chairs and a portrait on the wall and the ghost started to show itself as it seems to be a man with blond hair that is almost reaching to his shoulders and had blue eyes and had a look of distrust and fury.

"Me, the king of all England? I am Edward the Fifth!"

(Y/n) frown, not seeming surprised but rather a bit annoyed of dealing with a royal family 'Great... first queen Victoria and now this one here.' She thought in her mind with irritation as she looked at the boy who seems to be quite young.

Ciel was surprised to see the man "This doesn't make any sense." He whispered to his butler and maid.

"It appears that ghosts do exist." Sebastian added, "Approximately 400 years ago, on the verge of his coronation, Edward the Fifth was confined to the Tower of London along with his little brother, Richard. They say the two were eventually murdered by jealous relatives. This castle is where the brothers spent their time when they were young. I'd venture to guess that their souls have returned." The beautiful maid explained to the lord who let out a sigh, knowing that he needed to be respectful to the royal family of England.