The Queen's Black Raven | Ciel Phantomhive x Oc reader

Aesthetics

Chapter 7

Aethetics.

The Terrasius stride around with a frown and a smirk on her face. Alexavier wore a amuse grin as he watched his mistress with his stunning silver eyes. " What is the matter, my lady?"

"Huh," she stopped and turned around looking up intensely with ferocious determination, "I will capture the one to capture the illusional kidnapper.I will not lose to that child, Ciel."

Alexavier simple laughed. "Child?" Katherin face exploded with surprise. " How can you win him when you are one, 'little girl'." Katie turned away her jet black hair following suit as she walked forward, hiding her pout at Alexavier's comment.

"Shut up."

"Don't speak in such filthy manner. You are a lady."

"And you are my butler."

"Exactly." Katie ebony hair sway in the strong wind of London sweeping pass by. Her virescent eyes gazed at the tall figure at the end of her eyes. Alexavier golden hair shimmer in the morning sun light. " I am your butler, It is my duty as the Terrasius butler to tutor you," he paused dramatically, " And that include teaching you 'proper' manners." A deep long sigh left Katie's mouth, defeated.

"Where should I start looking?" Katie asked herself as her eyes darted around the small town.

"Thief! Thief!" A tall boy dressed in black ran passed. A gush of wind followed him.

"Stop that Thief!" A chunky man ran tired after the peasant, holding a roller threateningly above his head. The baker was chubby but he was surprisingly fast. The wooden roller went flying out of his hands. It smacked hard into the peasant's head, making the rat fall face first onto the ground. " How dare you steal my bread!" The baker picked up the roller and beat the boy repeatedly. " You dirty rats." Smack! "You disgusting peasants." Smack! "Ignorant thief." Blood was trickling down the peasant's face. His body so fragile and skinny Katie was scared her would shatter if the baker hitted him one more time. The rat was a bag of bone. Raising the wooden roller above his head the stick came down as fast as light with strong and dull strength.

Thud

"Milady!"

Katherin had took a hit for the boy, her petite arms guarding the poor peasant underneath her. Her pale arm stings and burn from the sudden impact. "Get out of my way, girly."

" That's Katherin Adorthine Terrasius to you." Her usual sweet voice was sharp and cruel. It was thin and precise like a knife, so shape it could cut you, but titanium strong. The baker face exploded with sudden realisation. The roller dropped onto the ground. Suddenly the baker was on his knee, his head bowing low.

"Forgive me! My lady. I never intended to harm you, mistress.Forgive me!" A 5 pound note dropped on the ground in front of him.

"That should cover for the bread he stole." Katherin spoke airily. " I . Never. Want to see you again." Her voice hard and cold as stone. Her body trembled with rage as she fought to control the beast in.Scattering away the baker disappeared.

Beaten half to death, the peasant was drenched in his own blood. Alexavier standby as he watched his mistress approach the boy with elegant steps. The butler made no move to help nor interested to help. Kneeling down, she took out her handkerchief and wiped away his blood, which kept pour down. His vision was hazy and Katie knew he would lose his consciousness soon, but the peasant kept repeating in a inaudible voice." fo iv e, i'll be a ooh - fo iv e, fo ive e! I promise -good boy- . " Alexavier." Katie bright yellow dress flowed after her. " There should be a hospital near by, carry him there."