For imperial_saga.

[his_master]

1



[Perhaps you're the well-to-do sort. Or, you might just be famous. While there could be a lot of reasons; those do not matter. You're here at the Phantomhive Manor, as you knew you couldn't refuse the invitation. While Celia was the sort to invite for tea, Ciel was inviting you for lunch, but perhaps a small game first, yes? Or, you might not have a taste for them. No matter. You can always observe Ciel playing a solitary game while lunch is prepared, and if you're lucky he'll cut to the chase about why you might be here in the first place.]

2



[Maybe you've been wronged? Well, the underground is a harsh place, and the games there have tough rules. Were you tricked into doing a little dirty work and payed the price? You could have instead been the problem the entire time, and Ciel was merely sent to clean up. There's no time like revenge while the young boy is taking his tea at a public, outside place. Beware though; he is famous as the Evil Nobleman for a reason.]

3



[The idea occurs. You might actually not be a person on the outside of things, but perhaps one of Ciel's closest allies, or family, in a sense. Is it time to beg a favor, or could you be coming with a new job that you've been ordered to accomplish together?

Or, you might simply be one hell of a butler that's here with the tea. There'd better be a tasty sweet as well if you are.]

Comments

[his_mistress]

[A soft smile appeared on her lips, something that had become more common everyday that he was actually here instead of the phantom presence she seemed to always feel.

She successfully freed her brother from the grasp of death.

How good it felt to know, almost like it was another hit to the people who kidnapped them.

Celia made her way over to her brother, taking special care to make sure he appeared in good health.]

How are you feeling today? Hopefully alright still?

[his_master]

[The poor girl didn't suspect a thing. A hand went out to take hers, support for the weaker brother. Keeping up the images of frailty was an interesting task, but somehow it worked out. Well enough at least.]

So far. Your concern touches me deeply. You're all I have left.

[It came out in a low and sad tone. It spoke of forlorn thoughts and loneliness. After all; all they really had left in the whole wide world was eachother.]

What brings you by?

[his_mistress]

[She gazed up at him. His words, the only ones that seemed to actually reach her heart and gently pluck the strings with his sad tone.

Yes...They only had each other.

The girl tugged him into a gentle embrace. Being how she was the oldest, it was only natural she wanted to baby her brother a bit. After a moment, she let go, gazing at her twin now.]

I received a rather tedious task to accomplish...I was wondering if you were feeling well enough to help me.

[his_master]

[The embrace was returned, after all, she was the oldest. She knew best. Returning the gaze, a smile formed once more. All that was left now was to offer to help. An act that would cement the trust completely, and bring them a step closer together.]

I find myself unable to think of anything I'd rather do.

[his_mistress]

I'm glad to hear that you're up to it.

[She definitely looked a bit on the relieved side. With her brother at her side, they would definitely be an unstoppable force like their parents most likely intended them to be. Two halves, one able to make up for any weakness of the other.]

We don't have to leave until the day after tomorrow so you should be able to rest up and regain your strength a bit more, okay?

[his_master]

[A nod. The same thought had occurred as well, unbeatable together. A whole born from the mutual understanding that twins could only have. It was a lovely thing, enough so that perhaps it was time to assimilate better.

Ciel tilted his head slightly to rest his chin on a hand.]

I'll make sure to do that, Celia. It'll be nice doing something together with you.

[his_mistress]

[That answer...struck her as odd. They had been inseparable, even during the kidnapping. They had seemingly spent every waking moment together after she resurrected him. Perhaps she wasn't doing something right? It was hard to tell, she felt she had been doing everything wrong since she lost him.]

Did you want to do something before we have to leave for the capital?

[his_master]

[Well, while the knowledge was known to Ciel, it was something that was...hard to reach, as it were. He got up and embraced her.]

If you like. I just worry I'll be ill-prepared, having been dead.

[Which was often a minor handicap to doing anything, but shirking a bond like this would only hinder him later.]

[his_mistress]

[...He was right, he had been dead...But Ciel had been acting so normal! It was just...Well hard to realize his true death.

Easily, the Countess returned the embrace.]

I'm sorry, I probably shouldn't have asked. I'm sure Sebastian and I can handle it on our own...

[his_master]

[Ciel hadn't wanted this awkward moment to occur, at all. On the other hand, it was very necessary to bring dear sister all the closer to make sure she was fully ensnared. At this rate if the butler ever did think to raise an alarm; it would fall upon deaf ears, which brought a great deal of satisfaction. It was time for something endearing.

Ciel smiled once more.]

I don't want to be apart from you ever again.

[his_mistress]

We can bare a small separation brother...If you're not feeling up to the mission then it's okay. I'd like for you to keep safe anyway, I'm sure trying to re-summon your soul would do a bit of damage a third time...

[his_master]

[Ciel shook his head. This would never do, he's spent every moment trying to protect her; he couldn't be cast aside now.]

No, sister. We have to do this together. I don't know what I'd do if something happened to you. I'm here to make sure you're safe.