The Lady Shadowhive and her demon butler Lucius Dracovich

Mystery Woman

Jade's POV
I was brushing my long hair with the brush as Lucius began making small adjustments i had designed for my gown. I looked over to make sure that he was adding the lace patterns that matched my mask onto the light blue of the dress. It was turning out beautifully, and as long as Ciel didn't see the changes to my dress, he would have a rather difficult time distinguishing me from the other guests at his ball. I smiled to myself and turned to face the mirror again as i looked at the long wave of brown with my colored streaks cascade over my hands. I sighed as i thought about what i would do to arrange my hair, i couldn't decide on whether or not i would leave it flowing down or if i would bring it up and have it flare to the sides. What would make me less recognizable to Ciel?

"Perhaps if you were to wear your hair with certain parts pulled around like a crown and then have it cascade beneath it you would be able to fool the Lord Phantomhive."

I looked at Lucius and saw that the blue skirt of the dress was covered in intricate black lace design like my blue mask. It was truly perfect now and i motioned him to come and prepare my hair in the style he recommended. He was learning the traits of dressing a woman rapidly and it made me smile to see my demon butler suggest such a wonderful hair style. I watched in the mirror as he took a segment of my hair and began braiding it while pulling it to adorn my head like a crown. It was very pretty but when i saw him curl the two pieces together and leave them to weave within the rest of my cascading hair it looked even more beautiful. I watched somewhat amazed as he managed to curl my hair within itself and create the illusion of rippling waves on a lake, it was so beautiful and there was no doubt Ciel would have a hard time recognizing me, but he would definitely have a hard time keeping his eyes off of me. I smiled while chuckling in a way that seemed evil but really it was quite petty as i thought of the amusing look on Ciel's face, he would be wondering and trying to figure out who the mysterious woman would be while also trying to find Lady Shadowhive. Little would he know that the mystery woman would be his beloved Shadowhive. I stood up and admired my hair in the mirror and smiled at lucius.

"Halloween is known as the holiday of masks, trickery and supernatural creatures, tonight i will be the most mysterious of them all. No one shall escape my temptation tonight, and if the lord druitt comes i'll knock two birds with one stone."

I walked to the bed and held the dress in my hands smiling as i began formulating my plan to get the druitt in a dance, the game ciel suggested was a perfect excuse to investigate the guests in order to find druitt. According to the profile i made on him, he never misses a big gala so tonight would be perfect bait for the viscount. Lucius came up from behind me and put his arms around me as he grabbed the dress from my hands. I looked up from my hands and felt the cool fabric of my robe slide off my shoulders. I moved myself from Lucius's arms and went to the vanity mirror. I looked in the mirror and stared at myself, my skin was slightly dark from being in the sun. It was flawless until you gazed upon the star on my arm, it was dark and looked like a brand or tattoo that branded me. It was a symbol that i did not belong to myself, i belonged to the man that stood behind me as he pulled the dress over my head. Everyday his eyes look over my body, a tease, a temptation one that i have ordered him not to touch unless i allow it. His fingers pulled the fabric of the dress up from the floor and up my body, as if to blind eyes from seeing what belonged to him. I turned my head to look directly at my arm as the dress came to my waist and he moved my arm into the first sleeve. I looked and saw he had that same smile that he wore when he saw something that pleased him, this time it was when he gazed upon the mark on my arm. I didn't need to guess what he was thinking, i could already tell what he thought when he saw it. He was thinking of all the rage i held within my heart, the sorrow, the thoughts of torture that i turn upon the men of this world in my search for the one that took my family from me. I put upon my face a look of coldness one a look that someone would give to a person on the street. One that put's members of lower class society in their place, He pulled the dress over my shoulders concealing the mark that bound him to me, and i to him. His hands tied the sash and pinned the rose to the bow as he tightened my corset to fit the curve of my body. The strings were tied tight and the ruffles of my dress were pulled and creased, i watched as Lucius motioned to fix the ruffle that stood out amongst the cut in the upper of my dress.