The Lady Shadowhive and her demon butler Lucius Dracovich

Locked Away

Jade's POV

Cold....dark....head throbbing.... these are what i feel. Not fear. Not despair, not even anger. Just pain from waking up in this dark cold dungeon. My outer gown was gone and i was left in my red slip dress as i laid across the floor my right wrist was now adorned with a shackle cuff and attached to a hook in the ground. My ankles also wore dark cuff shackles that were hooked through another hook with a single chain between them both. A prisoner... thats what i was, a prisoner of the viscount Druitt. This must be where he took the missing girls, but i wonder if ciel would began to worry about my absence.. If he leads a search for me, not only will his cover be blown but i won't be able to see what he does to the poor missing women. But... my inner dialogue stopped as i looked around me and then at my appearance as i pondered more on my current situation. But maybe i didn't want to know... I sighed to myself as i sat on the dark cold stone floor my wig's hair dropping from behind my ear and falling like a curtain hiding my face. What am i to do.. if the Viscount isn't in here then what can i do to find more information about the missing girls. I'm chained up so i can't move, and if i summon Lucius my cover is blown. Creeakkk.. I sprawled myself across the floor and pretended to be asleep as the door opened and the sound of the Viscount's voice filled the empty room.

"Well the robin may have flown, but i am sure to make quite a profit from this beautiful rose. She looks so peaceful... she should be fine til morning."

What did he mean the robin flew? Was there another girl... i moved my leg slightly as the Viscount came closer his shoes clicking across the stones. I felt fingers brush my hair away followed by his soft voice again.

"Such a beautiful rose... you will be the crown jewel of anyone's collection."

His lips pressed softly to my forehead as i kept my face relaxed to feign sleep, this man will pay for what he does to me.. He laid me back down again and turned walking out of the dungeon. The door closed shut and i was once again alone in the cold dark room. I sat up and rubbed my free hand against my head where he kissed me and grumbled. What a fool... if he knew who i was i wonder if he would still do what he was doing... or do what he was going to do... I looked over to the right of my cell and saw a cup filled with water.. well at least he takes care of his prisoners.. might as well drink it and get some rest. I won't be going anywhere anytime soon. I reached my free hand towards the cup and my fingers barely touched it before i moved myself pulling against the chains to grip it better and bring it to my lips. It was cold and it wetted my dry throat as i drank the water slowly. My stomach was empty and it growled as i laid myself down across the ground again. I just hoped that ciel was at home and not locked away in some cell like i was. It made me upset to think that ciel could be sitting in a cell worried about my safety and angry at being held captive...I sighed as i looked at the shackle on my wrist and tugged on the chain annoyed. This was humiliating... i swear i would get my revenge on this man... My eyes felt heavy and i soon fell asleep in the dark room that wrapped me in the thick black shadows of darkness like a blanket.

Lucius's POV
She's been gone for a while... I looked at my pocket watch and saw she had been with the Viscount for almost two hours and that was after he came and took Ciel with him through the same hallway. What on earth was my mistress doing? I was becoming restless as i stood off to the side in the ballroom. Sebastian had left my side to go and assist his master, apparently he was summoned but for what i hadn't an idea. My mistress's orders where to not come to her side unless she verbally called for me. This was annoying to me because as the night progressed i could hear her thoughts say my name at which my body wanted to move and go to her side. Whatever the Viscount did, it involved a dungeon of sorts. I could feel the cold that was touching my mistress's skin through the mark on her arm. I wonder if she would be angered if i came to her in the dungeon and tended to her... most likely yes. I sighed and saw everyone in the ballroom start to leave the estate. I suppose i should find myself a place to rest, i won't be leaving this home for tonight. I moved to the outside of the manor and began searching for a way into the home that was close to the dungeon, i was around mortals after all so i needed to not use any of my powers so i didn't draw attention to myself. Ahh a window, I looked down and saw my mistress sleeping on the floor, she seemed so calm in this situation. I felt my eyes flash over as i sank into the shadows and then reappeared within her dungeon. So beautifully dark and cold, feels just like home to me. A small smile spread across my face as i looked down at the sleeping body of my mistress, she no longer had her gown but thankfully the dark red slip she also wore was still there. The wig managed to stay in place and she was chained at her wrists and at her ankles. She looked delicious trapped like this, only another piece of food to nurturing the anger of her soul. I could already see her thoughts forming around revenge against the Viscount and it made me smile to see the amount of torment that was involved. I sighed and took off my coat and draped it over her to keep her warm. It wouldn't do any good should she catch a cold during the night. I sat down next to her and placed her head in my lap while i stroked her hair. I will stay by her side tonight but should the Viscount come back at any point i will make myself scarce and remove any sign that i was in there with her.