It was just like being in a cage. Being the one who's underestimated, being the one who was misunderstood... Remember when he was 'king'?
When he 'owned it all?'
when he had 'everything'?
When he was the Earl of Phantomhive?...
Did you know...
He wasn't
He wasn't king..
Tell me, when you first see a boy... locked up, what do you see?
You see a small, fragile weakling. A weak, scared child.
Well what does Sebastian see?
Regret.
A boy who was a monochrome mess of anguish and sorrow. A boy who seemed like he didn't even need to try and care. A boy who never even thought of regretting it all, but did..
and so did he ♜
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