(song name: the arena - Lindsey Stirling)
It was the day of the ball. Emory arrived at the phantomhive manor 2 hours early after 1 hour of walking. When Sebastian opened the door he was surprised to see Emory with deep gashes across her face and slashed across her legs. Sebastian quickly carried the girl inside and informed his master.
!ciels pov!
I ran to the guest room that Sebastian said Emory was in. I saw her sitting on the bed her legs gently swinging back and forth. there was gauze around her leg and her face. I walked over to her and touched her shoulder. I felt her muscle tense up under my touch.
"what happened emory?" I asked. Emory instead of answering looked down and stares at the floor as if it was the most interesting thing ever. I crouched down in front of her and made her look at me. "what happened?" I asked again.
"nothing." emory replied in a monotone voice. I shook my head. And gave her a look as if to say 'I'm not buying it tell me the truth' finally emory looked at me and said "fine some people jumped me will I was walking here happy now." her voice cracked as she finished speaking.
"emory..." I didn't know what to say. This young child will walking to play at a ball at my manor got not only injured but attacked. "emory how old are you?" I asked trying to change the subject.
"6 nearly 7." she said. Her eyes dull. I noticed something I haven't seen her smile the whole time I've met her.
"you can still play at the ball if you want to emory. But if you don't want to that's fine you can just stay here and rest." I say. She just shakes her head.
"I'll still play," she responds. Awesome she will be amazing. "then when the ball is over I will walk somewhere." she said. I noticed how she didn't say the word home or any definite place.
"emory-" I was about to ask her something when I was interrupted by Sebastian.
"it's time to get ready for the ball, young master." he said looking at me with his crimson eyes.
"Okay, Sebastian. We will resume this conversation later emory." I stayed then walked out of her room so I could get ready for this bloody stupid ball. 'dear god(satan) I do HATE social interactions.'
! Time skip and now Emory's pov'
As lord phantomhive's guest started arriving I pulled out my violin and made sure it was in tune. Once I was positive it was in tune started playing songs such as the Vientiane waltz and other waltz. Then for the final song of the evening, I played the arena I song that Lindsy Stirling wrote someone who is not alive in this era.
*play music*
After the first couple notes, I started slowly moving across the stage as I played. Suddenly my movements became in time with the cords and it became a beautiful dance I didn't even have to think about. I closed my eyes and played the music.
When the song ended I bearded thundering applause. I jumped back a little cause I am super afraid of loud noises. I curtsy before running off the stage to the room I'm staying in. I waited for Lord phantomhive to come talk to me. After 5 minutes of waiting a knock sounded at the door to the room.
"Come in." I called out. Lord phantomhive then walked into the room. I patted the spot next to me.
"So Emory are you an orphan or homeless?" He asked looking at me for a response.
"Yes sir. I'm a homeless orphan." I say.
"Well how about you stay tonight and tomorrow and I see what I can do?" He asks.
"Okay lord phantomhive." I say.
"Ciel." He says.
"What?" I ask tilting my head to the side.
"Call me Ciel," he then looked over at the clock." well it's late getting ready for bed then go to sleep."ciel says.
"okay, ciel. Good night." I say.
As he was walking out of my room he said" good night to you as well Emory."
