The church was filled with people, it wasnt an occasion for joy however, it was a funeral for a friend.
Thalia (Red) was standing by Angelina's casket, a look of indescribable pain in her chocolate eyes. She gently took Madame Red's hand and proceeded to whisper words to her that no one could hear. It was a special message to the person who could accept Thalia for who she was.
Suddenly, the doors of the church burst open to reveal Ciel holding a breathtaking red dress. He walked up to Thalia's side, ignoring the disgruntled murmers around the building and draped the the dress upon his late aunt.
"Aunt Angelina, white does not suit you, what does is a bright, passionate red" he kissed her on the forehead and whispered "the colour of spider lilies blaze across the field."
Thalia wrapped her arms around the young earl in a gentle hug, as she bit her lip, trying to hold back the tears and instead let the crimson liquid from her lips flow freely down her chin as she thought of the funeral. The funeral for Angelina Durless, the most amazing woman in the world.
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The Assassin of Red [Black Butler]
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