A Ball?

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"A ball?" I ask rather confused at the sudden change in schedule.

"Yes, ball season is almost over and also one of our prime suspects is throwing it. Aleistor Chamber is at the top of our suspect list. He seems to have dealings in the occult and black market." Sebastian stated.

"So....who'll be the bate?" I asked.

"Ciel naturally." Sebastian said plainly.

"Excuse me!!!???" Ciel spat out his tea.

"Young master, you're the only one close enough to Aleistor's...taste." Sebastian replied matter of fact.

"So you want me to dress like a little girl to lure out a demented pedophile...."

"Well the Queen's dog does whatever is necessary for the queen~" Sebastian smirked sadistically.

"I will purchase a dress in his size." I said swiftly.

"Very well. I leave measurements to you, Armelle." Sebastian said throwing the measuring tape at me.

"Now be very still young master~" I grinned evilly.

"Sebastian!! Don't leave me with this crazy French lady!!!"

The master's cries for help fell on deaf ears.

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Jeez the young master squirmed around so much....

But in the end he looked beautiful. He was going to be the belle of the ball.

"Y-you've grown up to be such a lovely lady." I felt so proud of our masterpiece.

Ciel glared at me "Do not make fun of me!"

"I'm not. I'm just so proud." I giggle placing my hand gently on his cheek.

He blushes and looks away. "I'm ready. Let's go miss Armelle."

I smiled at him "Ok. I'm ready too."

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We arrived at Aleistor's estate, ready to move our plan into action. While Ciel is with the Viscount, we have to look out for any other suspicious behavior that can be noted. Everything was going according to plan till Elizabeth showed.

Now we were tasked with a distraction. Sebastian pulled a magic show out of his ass while Ciel sneaked off with the Viscount. I could barely pay attention as I was worried about Ciel being alone with...such a weird man. I swear if he hurts the young master I will break off the Viscount's fingers one by one.

I pulled Sebastian aside after the magic show and spoke my concern. "Sebastian is he really safe with that perverted Viscount."

"Oh believe me lady Armelle he is. While he's gone, will join me for this dance till he calls for us?"

I blushed at his forwardness, "Yes, I will."

I grabbed his hand as he grabbed my waist and we danced gracefully across the ballroom. I felt like I was on a cloud, I never felt so light on my feet. Also...his eyes are beautiful; they look like two red apples. The last time I danced like this with someone was with my more previous master...

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"Excuse me, may I have this dance Princepessa?"

I turned to meet the eyes of my then lover, Luciano; he was the son of my master at the time.

"I'm no princess, I'm just a maid. And what will your father think?" I asked as he neared me.

He smiled and lightly touched the hair clip that my first master gave me. "I don't care. We're on this balcony alone and I want you to myself...."

I grabbed his hand as his hand grabbed my waist. He began to dance with me across the balcony floor under a sea of stars. His green eyes staring into mine; his tan skin caressing my pale skin. That moment felt like an eternity....some days I wish it was.

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I stopped and stared at Sebastian "Sebastian...."

He stopped as well and kissed my forehead, "The master calls. And we must answer."

"Yes of course. I'll come with you." I said as I followed him.

Why am I feeling this way again?

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