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Ch. Seven: Would You Like To Dance?

Chapter Seven: Would You Like To Dance?

(Y/N)'s P.O.V.

When Alois left Lady Midford was escorted to the room she'll be staying in.

But before she walks up the stairs she holds my hand in hers and drags me to wherever Sebastian is going to lead to her room saying,

"I wonder if that dress would fit you? You'll be so cute!-" On and on and on between the trip. Her maid, Paula is what I remember Lizzie say, went back outside and came back with suitcases on her hands.

Once we arrive to her Mistress's guest room, I was dragged inside and I exchanged a look to Sebastian silently pleading for help. While the darn demon just gave me a close-eyed smile in return. Before the door closes to my demise.

~Timeskip after Lizzy picks your dress~

She spun me to face the mirror and squealed, making me wince.

"Ahh! You look absolutely adorable in that dress!" She complimented, meanwhile, I was red like a tomato.

"Thank you, Lady Midford for allowing me to use this dress"

"No Problem, and call me Lizzy!"

"Alright, Lizzy." I smiled at her.

((Edit:You can also imagine it in another color if you like.))

I spun in front of the mirror admiring the unique design, and fantastic color.

"That looks great on you! Oh, surely a lot will ask to dance with you!" I blushed at her comment.

Third Person P.O.V.

As the sun begins it's way to disappear and allow the moon to take over the skies, the room in which two young nobles stood in was decorated by ribbons and the color pink here and there (requested by Lady Elizabeth). And the magnificent chandelier that hung above to give light when night comes. The ball was accompanied by a small group of musicians, that consists of only three people playing the Violin, Cello and a Piano, all paid for by the Earl hosting the ball of course.

The two nobles wore the exact clothing except for the difference in color. They both have loyal -demon- butlers by their side to accompany them.

Suddenly, a girl with (long/short/medium) length hair with (E/C) eyes came in with the daughter of the Midford couple, accompanied by her maid wearing a simple dress.

(Y/N)'s P.O.V.

I smile, as I watch with the servants in the background, seeing every one of the guests dancing happily. Smiling as I remember my last ball. Unfortunately for me, I'm stuck in my human form. For it is, I believe, that time of the month. It's the time where I get stuck being a human for a couple weeks, before going back to normal again.

Someone tapped my shoulder, I looked up to see Sebastian with his hand out for me to take.

"Would you like to dance, M'lady?" He asked, it is rude to decline, so I placed my hand on his and smiled.

"I would love to." He then lead me to the middle of the decorated ballroom.

We danced to the rhythm of the music from the violin. It was slow and graceful, surprising me when it was so long since I have danced.

"That dress suits you (Y/N)." I also complemented his attire.

After our conversation I was twirled, as long slender arms hold unto my waist to keep me from falling over. I looked up meeting the golden orbs of my partner, Claude. "Good evening (Y/N)." He says.

I smile and reply back, "A good evening to you too Claude."

"Eep!" I exclaim when I was spun once again, this time, into a smaller figure. Meeting the icy blue eyes of Alois. "Mind if I steal her for a bit Claude?"

"Of course not, Your Highness." He replies before disappearing from the crowd.

"Good evening my lovely (Y/N). How is my friend doing?" He asks.

"Well, I'm doing--" I roll my eyes.

'I never even got to finish my sentence.'

I rolled my eyes as I was twirled again,quickly regretting ever doing so as my head ached, I was surprised when I saw Lizzie was dancing with Alois. 'Then does that mean..?'

My (E/C) eyes was met with a certain blue-eyed Earl. Only to realize that it was the young earl himself, Master Ciel. I smiled.

"Young Master, you look stunning in that suit." I complemented him. And he looked the other way having a light pink color dust his cheeks. The master has been stepping on my foot at times making me wonder if he aced his dancing lessons yet.

(Edit: Great now you're a dancing critic now?)

By now all the instruments are playing beautifully in the background.

"My Lord, just a suggestion, but I can teach you how to dance if you have time." We did a dip and he nodded for approval. When I was back to my feet the dance was finished. The young master did a small bow, and I did a small curtsy.

I started walking away from the center and back to the other servants, who seem to be enjoying themselves. And from the corner of my eye, I saw a masculine figure leaning against the wall of the west wing (in my point of view), watching everyone's moves. As if he's planning on doing something that would stop the whole ball.

'He's suspicious, seeing him already causes me to make some conclusions.' That's why I decided to watch his every move in the most unnoticeable way possible.

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