According to Serafin, we had been engaged for two years. The wedding was to have come sooner, but complications pushed the date back.
A few nights before the wedding, I had become troubled with something about our relationship. I pleaded for him to listen to me, but no resolution was reached. Angry, I had taken the ring off and ran out into the streets.
We're not sure, but we believe I may have fallen and injured my head. Though Sebastian told us no sign of head trauma were found, we still could find no better explanation.
As for the rest of it, my name was Estella Dove Jones. I was born March thirteenth, 1868—making me 19 years of age.
Everything else he said about me, every detail he mentioned of me and my family and my history... I honestly couldn't even remember what it was that he said. It was as if he was speaking in some foreign language. None of it seemed familiar. None of it made sense.
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Black Butler: The Stellar Dove
FanfictionWhile investigating in an area where multiple people have gone missing, the butler comes across a mysterious young maiden. As time goes on, her presence seems to bring the impossible to reality, and they discover she may have a stronger connection t...
