The Letter

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Hunter Castello's POV

"Jacob, I'll need you to send these out immediately, please." I handed Jacob a small stack of letters to him as I headed out. One was to Katherine, another to settle a business conflict in Ireland, and the last was to Erika Phantomhive. The contents of that letter were matters of me meeting her after all these years. I hope she accepts my dearest request, I walk out to the waiting white Lincoln MKZ .

"Where are we headed today, Sir?" The driver spoke, looking at me in the rear view mirror.

"To the docks, please!" I call back to the driver, and took out the letter that I had received from Erika four days prior. The letter contained a description of Erika's nightmare, and what struck me odd was how vivid she had remembered it. Ciel only gave me minor details on what happened. Later she talks about how the man reminded her of me. Did she remember the little cottage we use to go to with mother?

Erika's POV

Ciel got off phone with Hunter Castello, I over heard at the end of the call. He had told Hunter good luck with something, and then nothing else. Sebastian stood beside him, holding the phone as Ciel hung up.

"What am I going to do with the two of them?" My father sighed aloud.

"What do you mean, Master?" Sebastian took the back to the cart and presented father with a cup of chamomile tea; something to help relax the nerves.

"Erika has a dream about me abandoning her, and that Hunter saves her from a pit of despair. And Hunter is considering that Erika is possible wife material, where she cannot even pick a decent fiancé that I bring to her!" He spouted about how stubborn I could be with anything that I approach and how Hunter was willing to do anything brought upon him. What's wrong with how I like things, Ciel? And what has Hunter got to do with any of – wait! Did he say that Hunter sees me as possible wife material?! I stood at the door way waiting for a perfect moment to walk in and discuss with Ciel about those that I think of possible husband material.

"Father?" I walk in with pure innocence, and act a bit timid.

"What is it, Erika?" His voice was calm and curious to see what I had to talk to him about.

"I wanted to discuss those that I might like to marry."

"Oh? And who might those be?"

"There's Markus Ferguson, he's the manager from the Edinburgh company. Riley Abraham from the Dublin Company, he works as the consultant there. And then there's Hunter Castello, you're business partners with him and I just thought you had some trust in him since you've conversed with his father since you began opening up the toy factories and selling product." I was scared to mention Hunter in all of this, since how he was talking about him.

"Markus Ferguson, Riley Abraham, and Hunter Castello, huh?" The gears in his head were spinning like mad. "I will allow a meeting with all three, only they have to come here as usual." I clapped my hands together and was filled with joy.

"Of course, father!" I wrapped my arms around his neck, "Thank you so much, father! Thank you!" He wrapped his arms around me tight. I kissed his cheek, and headed off to the library to finish my studies. By lunch time, I had finished everything that was scheduled for me.

Since I live so far from the nearest city, I had no actual friends to hang out with; and plus majority of the people that I know of are business associates that converse with Ciel about improvements that they can make in working rates. I have nothing else to do but to read, or paint, and I don't want to do either of those!

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