Prologue: Phantomhive

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I looked up at the two people standing before the door, the maids and butler taking their coats and talking to them about the masters meeting them in a few short minutes.

One of them was very tall with beautiful red eyes and thick black, messy hair. His clothes were all black as well- giving a new meaning to tall dark and handsome.

Before him was a small boy with dark blue hair. For a child that was as tall as me, he wore impeccably sophisticated clothes that marked his obvious status as a noble. And that distinct eye patch. I couldn't help but stare at them, entranced.

They suddenly looked at me, into my eyes and I could feel my skin shudder as those orbs seemed to carry the deepest and darkest of secrets.

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