As stated in the title this is a sequel to betrothed, my other Dagur x reader story. I highly recommend reading that one before this, so your 'relationship' with Dagur doesn't seem as forced as it would if you read this first, there may be a lemon later on..? I don't really know, i mean it may just be implied haha. Anyway, on with the story!!

You are the only daughter of Viggo Grimborn, y/n Grimborn. Your mother was killed in a dragon attack, not by dragons but by a villager , your father does not know this and has swore to catch the dragon responsible. You have a great love and admiration for dragons but keep it hidden from your father and uncle. (ON BREAK RIGHT NOW)

She was way too young to be broken... Too young to fall apart... And way too young to be involved in these games of murder. Ember is a small child of only 5 years of age. So why would Ciel Phantomhive, a corrupted demon, allow her into the Phantomhive manor, a basic death trap for any mere human?

"I won't tell," He said, slyly. "Really? What's the catch?" I asked, eyeing him. "Pretend for me." "Pretend?" "Pretend to love me. Just until January." I sighed deeply, "Alright, I guess it's a deal."