Sebastian knocked lightly at the door to his master's study, opening the door to reveal a very displeased Ciel. "You're late..." "My apologies, my lord. The servants caused quite the delay, but all is taken care of," the butler replied, unresponsive to Ciel's sour mood. "Well, why are you here, then? You haven't brought me tea, and I'm much too busy to chat with you, Sebastian," Ciel said impatiently. Sebastian held back a chuckle at the suggestion that him and Ciel would ever chat. "You've received a letter from the Queen," Sebastian said, handing over the envelope. "I suggest you read it now, young master, the messenger implied that it's urgent." "Don't suggest things to me; learn some respect for your master. Now, bring me tea." Ciel grumbled. …show more content…
Ciel carefully opened the letter, reading over its contents. He sighed and tossed the letter into his desk with distaste, more ridiculous tasks that he shouldn't have to manage. When Sebastian returned, Ciel was in a characteristic pose of boredom, a balled fist under his chin and a scowl on his face. Sebastian almost smiled at his master's disagreeable personality- he had become quite fond of the boy's moods over the years. He gently placed the tray of tea on the desk, carefully pouring a cup, before turning to leave. "Wait," he heard Ciel call after him. "We need to discuss the orders from the Queen." "Of course, my lord. What needs be
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"Eh?!" I heard a man yell. I turned to where Ciel was and saw the officer surprised. Another officer came, and Ciel showed him the letter. The boy looked confident and bored as he walked over to where we were. We began walking through the streets of London.
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