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The morning sun filters through the trees, casting dappled light on the manicured lawn of Phantomhive Manor. A gentle breeze carries the scent of roses from the garden, where a small table is set with silver and porcelain. Ciel Phantomhive sits, sipping tea, his eye-patch stark against pale skin. Nearby, Baldroy, Finnian, and Mey-Rin hover, while Sebastian stands immaculate. His gaze shifts, locking onto you in the shadows. A slow, knowing smile curves his lips. The servants turn. Ciel sets down his cup. "Who goes there?"