why do you want me? yandere ciel x reader *complete*

The queen

"So you want to work for me." I tried not to cry which is very hard when everybidy you love is gone. "Yes. My parents and 2 sisters we're killed last night. I'm afraid of being hunted down." She nodded. She looked down at a piece of paper. "How old are you?" I looked down. I was only 13 I was probably much too young for this job. "13." She nodded again and wrote it down at the piece of paper. "Ok and do you have any weapon experience." I looked down. The thought of weapons made me want to curl up in a ball and cry. The knifes in my sisters heads and my parents came back to my mind. "Yes I presume every person can use a knife to kill." My voice wavered and cracked a bit. I was going to cry but I had to stay tough. The queen won't want a weak little orphan girl to work for her. "That's not good enough. I'll have my guard dog teach you how to use a gun. It's simple really. But as for you my little leopard you are going to live in a manor. Nobody will suspect you." I smiled. I wanted to get up and hug her but i don't a noble would do that. I stood up and curtsied. "Thank you my queen. I will wait the few days it must take you to set all this up." She gave me a small lady like smile. "It won't take long dear the manors all set up. I'll have ash take you there." The queen put her hands on my shoulders. I wonder who this ash guy was. A tall man wearing all white with white hair came in. I thought only really old men had white hair so when i looked at him it was hard not to laugh. He looked at me. "So your the queens tiger, how nice to meet you." He bowed. Me being a peasnt girl for half my life i honestly didn't know what to do. My mom was the one who taught me small things nobles did like curtsie and put on fake smiles. The fake smile part was easy since i do that all the time. "Yes it's nice to meet you." I whispered. I seemed outgoing. But i was quite shy. "Take her to her new manor ash." He took my hand with his white gloved one. He took me outside to a carrige. What's with these people and carriages. I looked at ash. "I would rather walk." He sighed and shook his pointer finger at me. "No a noble lady rides in carriges." I groaned. I didn't like this whole being a noble lady thing. He helped me into the carriage. He got in the drivers seat and started driving. I looked out the window. I looked at the trees and soon fell asleep.