Fragmenta Glacialis: a Ciel X Sebastian

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Narrator's POV

As Vincent and Lizzy traveled through icy world, things only got harder the deeper they got.

Animals began attacking them, plants tried to restrain them and the ground occasionally collapsed under them.

The latter most was the worst as the world under the ice was all freezing water.

So, if they weren't careful they might drown at worst or catch hypothermia at best.

Lizzy had fallen in the water the most, so her wool dress was soaked which just attracted more cold.

Shivering heavily, the blonde was determined to get her cousin home safe.

***

Hours passed, but they eventually found a grand palace covered in ice.

"The Ice King must live in that castle!" Lizzy exclaimed

Together, they walked up the stairs, past the opening gate and towards the carved doors.

As the ice covered doors opened, they were greeted with the sight of a man sitting in a throne.

It was the same man as the statue they had previously met except now with color.

Well, four colors if you wanted to be accurate: blues, black, white and red.

That was the unsettling bit: his blood red eyes being the only spot of color in the otherwise monochrome blue word.

Other than that, the only change to his appearance —besides the addition of color— was his ice crown and white fox cloak.

His head rested on his hand as he leaned against his throne, "My, my, kidnapping makes me sounds like an awful person."

Not giving the humans a chance to speak, the Ice King continued, "He came to me of his own volition, you know?"

He snapped his long black-tipped fingers, "And to prove it: look."

The sound of footsteps drew their attention so they turned to the source of the noise: a hallway.

Stepping from around the corner they saw Ciel.

But he barley resembled himself: gone were his ill fitting hand-me-downs, now he wore elegant clothes that seemed to be made of silks and lace with a snowflake tiara atop his head, but what was truly shocking were his partially frozen limbs and lips.

"He has adapted so beautifully to the world of ice." The king's cruel voice told them

"Ciel!" Lizzy called out, reaching out to her cousin

Ciel looked at them, his vibrant eyes glazed over as if he hadn't slept in days, "Why did you come?"

"Let's go home together!" Lizzy called out, ignoring his question

"That's impossible." The teenage blunette denied, placing his palms over his heart, "My heart is frozen and this eye...belongs to the devil."

That's when the pair noticed Ciel's right eye was no longer sapphire blue like his left; half hidden by white, snowy eyelashes was a lavender eye that —instead of a pupil— held a pentagram.

"I can never go back to the world of beautiful roses nor the warm gardens." Ciel continued, "This eye sees a barren, icy world."

"That's not true! It's never too late!" Vincent shouted, shocked at his son's words

Ciel walked past them and to the Ice King's throne into his embrace, half hidden in the man's fur cloak, he then turned his head to face them, "Goodbye, Father. Goodbye, Lizzy."

The royal smirked wickedly, stroking Ciel's silky hair as he looked at them, "He has chosen the world of the Ice King. Go home, children of the dawn. And do not return."

A swarm of snowflakes flew towards them and picked them up, carrying them out of the palace.

***

Lizzy and Vincent were carried all through the realm on the snowflakes until they were back at the portal.

The blonde screamed as she realized their entire journey had been for naught.

Falling to her knees, she slammed her mitten-covered fists to the floor.

"It's not fair! It's not fair!" She shouted, "We worked so hard to find him!"

"Don't distress, Elizabeth," Vincent soothed, "He must be under some spell, we can still save him. We must return to the village and get more help."

Still trembling with rage, Lizzy followed her uncle out of the portal and back into their realm.

***

Ciel was still straddling Sebastian when the two humans left.

"Did I do good, master?" Ciel asked after a moment

Sebastian kissed his neck, "You did excellently, my love."

The blunette beamed at the praise, his master had told him that his relatives would be arriving soon and told him exactly what to do and say.

And while Ciel missed his family, that was desire drowned out by the overwhelming urge to obey Sebastian.

After all, good mirrors and dolls belonged first to master.

Speaking of the Champion of Night, he stood up and carried Ciel bridal style up the stairs.

"Where are we going, master?" Ciel asked

"Their resistance tells me they will likely return with reinforcements. While I can easily summon a army of creatures of snow and ice, that is not enough to truly send a message. So, we must go on a quick trip." Sebastian answered

"To where?" The teen questioned

"I have a rival: the King of Fire and Ash." The Snow King clarified, "For centuries we have argued over which of us should own the Eclipse Blade and it is currently in his possession."

Ciel's eyebrow rose, "What is so important about this blade?"

"The Eclipse Blade has the power kill any being that is wounded by it. It also traps the souls of all its victims within it." The black haired man answered, "If I am to go into battle, there is no other weapon I would want to wield."

He continued, "So, we must go see him to get it back. Hopefully our trip will be short or else we might have to spent a whole day in his realm. I cannot stand it there, everything is too warm and it's always day. He is my opposite in every way as is his realm."

That made sense to Ciel, where it was always night here the opposite land must always be day.

"Then why does he get it if you use it, master?" The mirror asked

Sebastian sighed, "Because we have equal claim to it, we each own half of it; I own the moon and he owns the sun. And since we are brothers, I cannot hoard it permanently."

Ciel's mismatched eyes widened, "He's your brother?!"...