The Earl of Phantomhive (DemonCielXLizzy fic)

Chapter Seventeen

My Dear Lady

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Elizabeth rose for her bath earlier than usual that morning, she wanted to be prepared for her doctor visit and whatever news accompanied it. She chose to wear a soft peach gown that hung over her being loosely. It was a sort of evening gown that a Lady could lounge around in with a glass of wine in hand. The silk material was almost immodest to wear around the manor with male staff hanging about. However she was quite certain Sebastian wouldn't get the least bit excited from seeing the shape of her boobs through an evening gown. Ciel would probably scoff, but who cares? He was already on her crap list so he not open his mouth about whatever garb she chose to grace everyone's presence in today.

She wrapped a towel around her head to combat the beams of sweat rolling down her forehead, she had just completed her bath and she was already sweating and hot. Her stomach was turning on its opposite end and she felt so desperately like hurling, but what little medicine she had been previously prescribed helped her keep it together. She carried herself down the long staircase and into the lobby, there had been no sign of Ciel just yet so he must have gotten up earlier and busied himself with something. The manor was quiet for the most part, all of the maids were upstairs on laundry and linen duty for the morning. That meant she could find a quiet corner and enjoy a book while she awaited the doctors arrival. 

She quietly made her way from the lobby and by the gardens area, looking around each corner for signs of Sebastian, and to her cute little curtained in tea room, complete with a large bay window, fantastic view, and plushy pillows. She often slipped off to nap here when it would rain outside and beat against the large window. She had some of her favorite books stashed under the window seal, next to her usual sitting spot. She pulled the curtains and excluded herself from the rest of the manor before taking her seat and opening up a book. 

As she immersed herself deeply into a well written book of poetry, a small squeak interrupted her ventures. She looked away from her book and over toward the small tea table. A mouse, maybe? She heard it again, but this time from the window. She looked over and the noise she once identified as a small squeak was actually the sound of the windows being cleaned. Elizabeth found herself eyeball to eyeball with Sebastian, her favorite, angry looking demon butler.  Their eyes met, his narrowed and hers widened, as Sebastian mouthed the words, "I've been looking for you." She shook her hands in front of her face frantically and stood from her seat while giving a nervous laugh. Once she saw Sebastian was planning on leaving the window and making his way inside, to her, she ditched the book and flung the curtains open. Some of the maids gasped in surprise as she made her way past them and up the staircase in some sort of a mad dash.

In her mass panic she bumped into Ciel who caught her with ease, "Oh no, now, where are you running off to like that?"

"Oh, just to the bedroom.. You know with the nausea and everything."

"Oh, nausea? You just sprinted up those stairs like a gold earning Olympian, talk to me again about nausea?"

"Now isn't the time dear, I must be going." Elizabeth patted him on the chest and tried to pull away from him. Sebastian's voice rang through the manor, "Hold her there, master, I've been meaning to have a word with her." He was already climbing the staircase with book in hand. Elizabeth pulled away from Ciel after stomping on his foot and causing him to curse, "I'm truly sorry my love, I'll make up for it later!" She called as she began yet another mad dash to their bedroom.