I know Ciel's birthday is December 14 but I have changed it to fit better in the story. Also this chapter will be a bit longer. Instead of my usual 200-400 it is about 850 words so enjoy!
I shivered. I was cold. I was alone. My hip stung where they had branded me like a cattle. The cold, metal bars of the cage dug into my back. The darkness of the room was like a void of black. I couldn't see. I couldn't hear.
All I could feel was the cold. The burning, bubbling, peeling of my skin where they had branded their holy symbol. The hard metal against my back and under me. I hugged my knees to my chest and leaned my head back to look above me. Not that it was any less dark. I wished for the stars and moon. For the clouds and the sun. For the warm summer rain to fall on my face.
A sudden light blinded me.
"Who gave you the fucking right?!" I hissed yanking the blanket over my head as I pelted one of my pillows at him. This asshole thought he could come into my room at the crack of dawn on a Sunday and open my blackout curtains. He was gonna pay.
"Language. Young mistress Elizabeth and young master Alois wish for you to join them for tea in the garden, sir," the butler replied smartly. I grumbled incoherently as I glared at him over the cover. His brows jumped to his hairline and he gasped.
"Your eye, sir-"
"A birth defect," I mumble with a yawn as I climb out of bed. I shuffle to the bathroom to place my colored contact over my discolored iris. I blinked and both of my eyes were blue. I ran a brush through my hair and brushed my teeth before I walked back out.
The man was making my bed and I sighed as I opened my closet. I nudged a pair of blue flip flops out with my foot and grabbed a sun dress. Lizzy had gotten it for me last year during the summer months. Besides, I was not about to deal with pants today. Sunday.
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After dressing I left the room leaving the butler to hurry behind me. I tried to concentrate on the quiet flick of his shoes against the pads of his feet. The soft clicking of the raven haired man's leather shoes made it almost impossible.
When we made it to the pavilion in the center of the garden I pecked the twins on the head before taking my own seat. I swiped a scone from the tray in the middle of the table and began to butter it while the three servants poured us tea. While the two blondes began to sugar and milk their drinks, I curled my finger through the handle of my cup and brought it to my lips.
My lip almost involuntary curled as the liquid passed over my tongue, "Sebastian," I called monotonously, "Hold our hour hands".
The man knelt beside me and held out his hands. Confusion was evident on his face. I leaned over and tipped the cup letting the hot liquid splash over his palms. I could tell Lizzy and Al were holding back laughter and I could feel the shock radiating from the three servants.
"This drivel is not tea," I explained placing my cup down in its saucer, "it is flavored water".
A sharp chuckled sounded near us and I looked up to see Auntie and Grell, "I came to join you three," she patted the newest butler's shoulder endearingly, "Ciel's standards for tea are very high, Sebastian, you'll learn though".
Grell pulled out the chair next to me for her to sit in before proceeding to pour us both some tea. I took a sip of the brown liquid as the scarlet haired woman stirred two sugars into her own cup. The drink still wasn't up to par with my standards, but it was far better than my current butler's attempt.
"You're improving, Grell, still not quite strong enough, but a definite improvement," I comment finishing my scone as I placed my cup in front of me, "Now what is this about, none of us ever wake this early on a Sunday".
"Well spring break is coming soon," Lizzy twisted her finger through her curls.
"And so is your birthday," Alois murmurs.
"We wanted to know where you would like to Vacation this year, and what you would like of course," Aunt Ann smiled brightly though nervously.
I frowned at them, "you know I do not like vacations, and I most definitely do not like my birthday. You can go without me if you wish".
"We thought you may change your mind this year," I heard Elizabeth sigh.
"Why? Because I'll be seventeen? My age doesn't change anything," I said pressing my lips together as I began to walk away only to hear the butler start to follow me, whirling around I fixed my glare on him, "Don't even fucking think about it!"
