previously on poker face:
Not long after, the ride stopped and Sebastian got out of the carriage, opening the door. Ciel put on his mask, and I gave a slight smirk. "You ready?"
Ciel gave his charming smirk back to me. "As I'll ever be."
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I instinctively stepped out of the carriage behind Ciel with Sebastian's hand to guide me. The carriage drove off leaving a faint sound disappear behind us. Stepping beside Ciel, he snuck his arm around mine which made me flinch.
"Are you really prepared for this?" He taunted without a smug look given. "You seem uneasy."
"It's been a long time since I've been outside of my mansion." I replied, keeping my gazed fixed on the casino doors we had been walking to.
"How long?" He asked in his unreasonably cold monotone voice.
"A few years ago before meeting you. It was my first time out of the mansion. I didn't keep track of time there."
"So prior to meeting me, you've only been out of your estate once." He said with a "matter of fact" tone.
I only gave a small nod before we reached the casino doors. Sebastian again opened the doors for us to reveal a magnificent faded glow.
The large underground casino had a large variety of multiple gambling tables with many people beside each. A large lamp hanging above each table was the only light given besides the bar lights in the far wall of the building. It gave off a eerie but comfortable feeling to me. It reminded me of the one table in the basement I lived it, spending hours upon hours trying to live up to my father's expectations of how a pro gambler and gamer should play.
I turned my head to Sebastian who already noticed my sudden action. "Sebastian, stay away from us." I ordered. All he did was look to his master, who gave a nod of agreement. Taking the lead, Ciel and I left Sebastian to wonder around the casino for his own little "free time".
Without a word, I led the young lord still linked arms with me to a crowded table front and center. We casually strolled through the casino, earning many stares and hushed comments.
"Is that the Queen of Hearts?"
"What is she doing here?"
"Who's with her?"
"Is he her boyfriend or something?"
"Or accomplise?"
I turned to my Ciel with a little smirk on my face. "Seems you've earned some attention." I said in a regular tone. "And you haven't?" He replied, taking another glance to the people at the surrounding tables stop to look at them.
"All apart of the show ofcourse!" I laughed, leisurely fanning my hand in amusement.
He seemed a bit confused at my sudden change of mood and actions, which seemingly he took into consideration as we walked.
Not long we reached the crowed table which sat beautifully in the center of the room, only for the richest of rich to be admired. People surrounding the table moved aside to let us through, almost out of pure fear and resentment of my high ranking in London. Most talk and whispers came from the surrounding people pointing and exchanging glances to one another about us.
The full table held only one seat open, obviously for me. Walking up to the seat, I looked to my neighbor and gave a soft clearing of my throat. The man probably about his forties' or fifties' turned around to see me. His eyes widened in shock as he stared at me. I gave a sweet little smile to the man.
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𝐏𝐎𝐊𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐀𝐂𝐄 | 𝐜. 𝐩𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐨𝐦𝐡𝐢𝐯𝐞
Fanfiction(y/n) was raised to be the ultimate pawn. But as time went on, the craving for freedom defeated her. Running away from the past she longed to escape, she ran into the one and only Ciel Phantomhive. He quickly took a liking to her, and yearned to fin...