The Queen's Dove (Black Butler)

Chapter One: The Queen's Dove

Alexander

A day in the Ashdown Manor begins at 5:00am. At this time, I wake up and change. At 5:15am, it is time to wake the other servants up to start their chores.

"Good morning everyone!" I say.

"Good morning Mister Alexanderrr~," The servants say, slurring their words. Rosalie is slumped over the table and Johnny is crouched in the corner. It is Dave who approaches me first.

"Sir, yes Sir!" He shouts in my face.

"Right," I begin, "Dave, prepare lunch for the Lord and Lady,"

"Sir, yes Sir!"

"Johnny, the vegetables in the greenhouse are looking tired,"

"Yes, right awaaa~y."

"Rosalie, come with me so we can get the Lord and Lady dressed,"

"Coming! Mister Alexanderrr~" She says, her voice muffled by the table.

"And can all of you WAKE UP!" I shout. In an instance, the servants are up and shouting in unison.

"Sir, yes Sir!"

"Now, come on Rosalie!" I walk towards the door and I hear the footsteps of Rosalie behind me. We walk through the many sunlight bathed hallways of the Ashdown Manor. They are decorated with elaborate gold furniture and the walls are painted white and covered with numerous portraits of the Ashdown predecessors. Finally, we arrive at the doors to the Lady's bedroom. With a short click of the door handle they open.

"My princess, it is time to wake,"

Isabella

"My princess, it is time to wake," Says Alex as he opens the door.

"Go away," I reply, my voice a mere groan.

"But, my princess, today is a very busy day," Alex walks over to the curtains and draws them open. The lights blinds my eyes and I shut them tightly, pulling the duvet over my head, "you're Grandfather will be visiting for lunch and in the evening you have a meeting."

"Not more work," I whine, I open my eyes now that I've adjusted to the bright light and see Alex casting a shadow over me, "go away." Alex laughs and goes down on one knee looking into my eyes. I stare back into his deep purple eyes wondering how I'd ever cope without him.

"Please wake up, my princess," He holds out his hand and, realising the battle is not worth fighting, I take it. He leads me out of bed and towards my dressing table where I sit down. In the mirror on the table I see Alex leave my bedroom and Rosalie running towards me. She grabs a stool and sits down behind me.

"Now, how would the Lady like her hair done today?" She questions me. I sigh and look at her eyes with the obvious.

"The usual, Rosalie," Rosalie smiles and starts to brush through my mess of red hair.

"Just was wondering if the Lady wanted something different," She keeps brushing through my fiery, red tangles, "maybe to spice things up a bit? The Lady's grandfather is coming today so I thought the Lady might think-"

"Today is a normal day," I interrupt, "whether grandfather is coming or not." For a second, Rosalie stops brushing with a sad look on her face but instantly carries on. When my wild hair is finally tamed, Rosalie ties them into two long pigtails. She then takes me to my wardrobe and looks at the many beautiful, elegant dresses inside. She shoots me an uncertain look.

"What shall the Lady wear?" I scan the numerous dresses and point at a short, silk green dress with long lace sleeves.

"This one,"