The queen's favorite

Part 1 Introduction

Hi. Good morning. My name is Sebastian michaelis. My age is unknown, although I can tell you it is more than 100. I am a demon with red eyes and black fingernails, a butler to the queen's watchdog.

"Sebastian! Come here at once!"

That's my master, 13 year old Ciel.

"Coming, bocchan."

I walked gracefully to his study, where he was sitting in his chair. I could tell by the look on his face that he had good news. In his hand was a letter tainted with a bit of yellow. There was an envelope on the table, and by the red crest I could tell it was from the queen.
" Sebastian, prepare to leave for the queen's mansion at once."

"Yes, bocchan."

Yep, I got it correct. It was from the queen.

In the carriage

Well, facing the one person I like in the car looking at his expression is kinda tough. You got it wrong. I don't like the cushion. I like bocchan. Don't misunderstand me as a perv though. It's normal since we stay together and live under the same roof. Don't get the wrong idea. I could kill you with my bare hands ( not in front of bocchan of course unless he ordered ) .

I help him to dress and undress every single day. I help him to bath and prepare his meals for him. No one knows him as well as I do. No one. Not his parents, not Madam red, not Lizzie. But, I don't think bocchan likes me like I like him. He probably doesn't even like me, I signed up to be a butler, not his lover. And he knows that pretty well too.

Plus. I am not gay. Or am I? I don't know. But. He isn't gay. I'm sure he isn't. He is engaged to Lizzie. He won't engage to a girl if he's gay. Political marriage? I don't think so.

Bocchan looks amazing. I don't know why I thought that. He is wearing normal clothes and is normal ,but to me, he looks sexy. Don't tell him I said that. Better, forget I said that. Just forget it. Or I'll kill you.

We arrived at the queen's mansion. Turns out that bocchan had been called to participate in a competition. The winner, gets to be the queen's favorite. That's not fair. I don't want bocchan to win this competition. That's not fair. I want bocchan to be my favorite. Not the queen's. It's not fair at all.

Bocchan is competing with a girl his own age. He stepped inside the queen's study. I saw the girl. She ............looks outstanding. She has long, brown silvery hair. With her big light brown eyes and her pink cute loli dress, she looks the going-to-be queen's favorite.
That's not fair for bocchan either. I don't know what should I do or who should I vote for. If I vote for the girl, and hope that bocchan doesn't win, I will be very happy because I have bocchan all to myself, but bocchan will be upset. I don't want bocchan to be upset. But if bocchan wins, I may not even get to see bocchan anymore. I don't want that to happen either. Either way I won't be happy. What should I do?